a no good song ive been workin on

Dec 08, 2007 03:33

So to reach the sky, I will fly high

To shoot moon, ill need Strength soon

To skip the sea, no boats for me

The wind I’ll take, my heart will ache

For you have gone into the pond

But came about that toad and trout

Who were taken out for fear of drought

We’re all alone inside at home

Wait for summer days to fly away

But trouts and toads carry great loads

No wings to use and cannot choose

They sit and stay can’t fly away

But they lye in dream oh what a scheme

On summers night to try for flight
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