How high
is he now?
high in the sky
or deep in the clouds
the flying boy
see all he wants
and from the clouds he enjoy
all the land enchants
The fields so green
and mountains gray
that beautiful place he had never been
that he wished to see everyday
but now he got down
high he is not anymore
he's feet's on the ground
he would like to stay there a bit more
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