Fly

This is a song I wrote a long time ago

When I was a boy, less than a decade old
Fun was my joy, playing charades
Time on my hands, Dreams grew in my mind
What kind of man would my dreams find ?

Supposed man, one score and five alive
Rifle ranged man, barely arrived
What can you see ? Where can you make a place ?
What can you be, when your soul is erased ?

Time has taught me many things..without my dreams
a broken winged bird can't fly

Category:

Music

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• D28
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• guitar
• original

[alessandrojoe]

so sweet

[csason]

thanks

[nogoodman]

Nice man, played with true sincerity. You rock...

[csason]

no you rock nogoodman ha

[bluespower]

nice song thanx 4 postin' regards bluespower....

[csason]

thx bluespower..

[beboppabeboppa]

@alessandrojoe

i like you music - very good

[SCORain]

That's really good!

[And1Aza]

loved it :D

[bluephil]

You're the boss !! Wonderfull ! Thanks.

[classickrock1]

not bad