Something in the night, it has me hypnotized.
And something in the air takes me for a ride.
Up into the sky, I fly just like a bird.
The darkness speaks to me, and I hang on every word.
No longer am I a man but a raven way up high.
And it feels so good to know that I can fly.
The wind blows through my feathers calming my soul.
And there is light within this colour of coal.
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