Take some time to count your fortunes
Know that nothing here will last
Neither have they been elusive
Fading fast, fast
Don't waste your beautiful
Your beautiful life
Don't fall behind under
These tides of strife, down here
Now, you must rise above the wreckage
Up from dark times before
See it all fall away around you
See it fall, fall
Don't hold these wings in chains
These practical chains
Open these hands and let
The wind carry you away, away
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