Father
My wings are clipped
See the steps that made me trip
Now I m so lonely
Mother
Time s frozen flame
Seem to linger in the rain
Holding me only
Like a river I m flowing
And there s no way of knowing
If I m coming or going
I need something to chain me down
But it don t matter
My eyes have seen...
For better
Out of blue comes green
Mother
I have gone wrong
Work my fingers to the bone
All I ve been doing
Father
Proud that I am
To be born into such hands
Your love so renewing
And I know I can lose it
Part of life...you can t choose it
As I touched the horizon
It just felt like I d die soon
Don t matter
My eyes have seen
For better
Out of blue comes green
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