Haven't alone much lately I think I've got to quiet down enough of this runaround I've got to get out of town so i sit alone in the power of thought looking for an empty space a livin', breathin' place a bit of sustaining grace out here I'll bid all my troubles by and exchange graceful lilting melodies with a sightless bird my unfettered spirit taking flight telling my secrets to unsighted friends as I lay my back upon a cool moss tree I'm looking out across the sky I can see clouds roll by I can feel tension die and I lay my head upon a hill sightless bird sings to heal weariness I may feel sometimes may seem too real out here I'll bid all my troubles by and exchange graceful lilting melodies with a sightless bird my unfettered spirit taking flight telling my secrets to unsighted friends
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