Why was the sky promised to me?
Why is it so far away?
I sang as a child. I don't now.
The flight of words upon the air,
wet emotion pouring from my breath,
I always pretend it meant something.
Childhood forever. Young forever.
A scream preserved in clearest amber.
Hands around my throat and I'm not a child.
I pray to dream that I am an animal.
My deepest wish is to be a bird.
But I was a beast of earth and dust,
A horse lead astray by wandering eyes,
On the edge of yet another drop.
And the Captain begged that I fly.
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