As a price for protecting, it broke off its flight feathers
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The moon waxes and wanes, dropping the time
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The starlight lines the silhouette of the feather
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I wonder since when I've started touching it through the cage like this
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Every time it sung with its pure voice
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It changed the cage into a stronger castle
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The poison dripping from the flower
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Satiates the thirst of the root
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The splash of instinct seeps out from the cage
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So, even if you're not an angel
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I want to keep you warm
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So for now, sleep in the cradle
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The rain that runs along my skin
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Washes out the mud stuck in the corner
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The colour that proves my living flows correctly
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Kicking the sludge at the feet
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Let's get out of this little frame
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The flower I gave the wind disappeared
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And it will probably bud somewhere far away
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You'd probably go there too
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Opening the locked doors of the same number as solitude
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I want to rest my wings upon your shoulder
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So, even if you come to know that I can fly freely
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Will keep singing by your side
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So touch me, and teach me
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The warmth of those hands.
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