Fly, love

Fly through the world
Fly over the mountains

Fly over the seas, love
The water far beneath

Fly over the grassland
The plains of green fields

Rest in a tree top, love
Waving in the wind

High in the sky, love
Casting a shadow on the grounds

Alone, or in formation
At front, or down the line

Fly and spread your wings, love
Fly through the air

The mountains oh so high, love
But never too high for you

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