Lyrics:

Golden skies at the dead of night.

I wish that I could take flight.

I wanna find a kite within these fearsome heights.

The view is so beautiful I might even cry.

No lie from a soul can reach me here.

I am not fitting for this clear atmosphere.

Maybe they’ll hear of who I am.

An innocent lamb could never be me.

What I see what is not shown.

And there I weep when I come down below.

Make this my home, the skies up above.

Let me feel love though my fear from my tears.

I can't help but ask “why do you help me my dear?”.

I would volunteer to fall over and over.

OoOooOh~

The things I would do sober, just for you.

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  • Please get a better mic I'm sorry

    • oh alr makes sense (:

    • I do, but I can’t find the time to order something like that and my money needs to be spent wisely. Not on a hobby I don’t see myself pursuing as an actual career. I don’t need to have a mic for any other reasons either. It’s impractical if I can’t use it for multiple different things, in my own daily life, and if I’m not going to go anywhere with the purpose of buying it.

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