Candles and burning hopes
Went out and they lightly smoke.
I’m in a dark room empty handed.
Feeling there’s something around
But these days I don’t trust my mind
Every soul has an open window
And I fly with blue jay wings,
Guided all along by destiny.
But after all, I have to keep on thinking.
It’s hard to know what’s real
When you force yourself to believe
Or deny what we… we don’t take in
Oh, strange things happen all the time
And we never stop to wonder why
We run in an eternal race… a race to nowhere
I fly with blue jay wings,
Guided all along by destiny.
But after all, I have to keep on thinking
I fly against the wind
Feeling so high with blue jay wings
but after all, I had to keep on thinking

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