Make me remember how to fly,
It's as though my wings have lost their rhythm;
Make me remember how to soar,
Memories of ancient magic, peace, and true divinity.
It's as though my wings have lost their rhythm;
Make me remember how to soar,
Memories of ancient magic, peace, and true divinity.
Written by Golden Gnome
Copyright 2004. All rights reserved.
Copyright 2004. All rights reserved.
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