Child of the Morning

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As I see the Earth lying under me

And I feel so light it feels weightlessly

And I feel so free

As I always wanted to be

 

As I begin to see

What is lying below

It seems so far

Like a memory

Or a bad dream

Which when you wake

You soon forget

And it turns to a mystery

Lost in the measures of time

 

As I see the Earth under me

I feel so free

As at last I fly

With the birds in the sky

And I am a child of the morning

 

 

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