Sing

by Sarah Hutt   Dec 6, 2005


Sing a song
clear your mind
smell the flowers of the time
the day is long the night is short
dont forget what you mistook
the fire-bird will come along
sing a song to you
clear your mind of that filth
that was given when you fell
fell from grace
a mistaken identity you erased
so sing a song
go back in time
free your big mistake

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