Sky High Chymebird
My, my (x2)
Hey my, my I feel so low
Hey my, my, what do I know?
I look up to the little bird
That glides across the sky
He sings the clearest melody
I walk along the city streets
So dark with rage and fear
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
But my, my I feel so low
My, my, where do I go?
My, my, what do I know?
My, my, we reap what we sow
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