March up as light as a feather
I wonder if I'll ever grace the sky with you forever
When it feels like we're clouds
Caught in heavy stormy weather
I stay awake until the first glimmer of Sun hits the horizon
I am afraid of the dark
No one to talk to
Only my own thoughts to live with
My mind going to dark places
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