slowly letting go of that feeling
When you are down and singing the blues
In some town with holes in your shoes
Do you look up to the sky and ask yourself 'why?'
Do you look at the birds fly high in the sky?
Just looking and watching the clouds pass by
Slowly letting go of that feeling
Slowly starting to fall asleep…
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