Flying Low
Karla Adolphe
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And the earth was filled with wonder see
The birds they are flying low, flying low
Ocean heaves and pulls me under
Wake up love
Wake up love
Wake up love
And the stars refuse to be under cover
Set the dimmer switch down to low
Sky splits open with crashing thunders
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Wake up love
Wake up love
Wake up love
I know I'm alive raised from the dead inside
Breaking out of honeycomb tombs
Growing gardens out of my wounds
I know I'm alive raised from the dead inside
Breaking out of honeycomb tombs
Growing gardens out of my wounds
I know I'm alive, raised from the dead inside
Breaking out of the honeycomb tombs
Growing gardens out of my wounds
I know I'm alive