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My WingPlay it, play it weirdPlay it nimble Make it lasting Make it faithful Cross the hill I hear voices In the gloaming In the echo Enough to hear Close beside me But far from me Laughing lonely Wear the fear Burn the candle Can ya handle Cherry candy? No retreat No surrender Make it tender Make it lasting Make it faithful At the table Sunday morning I've been roaming Oh, my wing Just learned to fly Just a little way In an empty sky Oh, my wing How I long to use ya In the blackrock hills Where the kids are fooling It's a brief Wheel of fortune When you need me I'll be running Tired horses Made me wander 'Cross the yonder I hear voices In the echo Enough to hear Close beside me Back from me Laughing lonely Wear the fear Burn the candle Can ya handle Oh, my wing Just learned to fly Just a little way In an empty sky Oh, my wing How I long to use ya In the blackrock hills I got caught fooling |