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Higher High

Fireflies are flying higher

They draw their wings up in the sky

Something I cannot read now

For my vision is blurred

We are all ruled by our fears below

Higher high

We are stuck and can’t get out again

There’s more than we deny

And there’s more than meets the eye

Fortune, fairytales; we’ve all been told

Our pattern, never built, never begins (?)

I can tell you there can’t always be

A happy end to every tale

We are all ruled by our fears below

Higher high

We are stuck and can’t get out again

There’s more than we deny

And there’s more than meets the eye

We are all breathing the same air

That we share

We all just have to live

We are all equal

No matter black or white

We are all ruled by our fears below

Higher high

We are stuck and can’t get out again

There’s more than we deny

And there’s more than meets the eye

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