okay
to me
a foolish thing
would be
for me
to ask God
for wings
but all I want is...
to walk on land
like man
yeah, and leave footprints
in the sand
yeah, I can, i can
according to God's plan
or God's word
yeah, i think i heard
or reed
while laying in my bed
yeah, crimson red
which means ...
God is not dead
so my dreams
can get fed
yeah my head
and my legs
will one day
not move like pegs
but more like...
what humans are doing
yeah, that's what I'm pursuing
before the open door
closes forever
but right now,
Child,
this is some good...
walking weather
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