The Birds

If our love goes away again

And if our dreams remain pretend

And we both walk by as just a friend

I, know its not the end

For, We will both come back as birds

And fly away from people's words

And when the weather gets too rough

I,  know that south is far enough

For we will go and they will stay

and what once was Dark can Shine away

and there we'll fly and find the way

both as birds for all our day

Author's Notes/Comments: 

b. of prey....b. of prey....flying high, flying high
flying high in the summer sky

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