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Description
I will board the metal of the sky;
And let it fly me across an undiscovered puddle.

To where, we are going to touch down, the rock screams with my blood.

Slowly will we land, all our eyes filled with the sheep of sleep.
Then I shall slide down, and let my feet rest on the earths hair of soil.

The clouds can stroke my hair while I taste it's foggy air for the first time.

Here, I can never fall, the old magic wrapping me up in the pebbled buildings, streets, and walls.

The lands blanket waves, its lines the colours of true bold.

As the wind pushes it on, I can hear it whisper the lovely word:

Home.

Description
I will board the metal of the sky;
And let it fly me across an undiscovered puddle.

To where, we are going to touch down, the rock screams with my blood.

Slowly will we land, all our eyes filled with the sheep of sleep.
Then I shall slide down, and let my feet rest on the earths hair of soil.

The clouds can stroke my hair while I taste it's foggy air for the first time.

Here, I can never fall, the old magic wrapping me up in the pebbled buildings, streets, and walls.

The lands blanket waves, its lines the colours of true bold.

As the wind pushes it on, I can hear it whisper the lovely word:

Home.