Wale Smyle - Fly

Fly
To the distance land
Where you feel no pain
But you are haunt by the deeds of your hands
To the faraway land
Where the filthy lies unfold like the dawn of the day
And give way to the crystal truth that wasn’t say
There you need not to worry what tomorrow brings
Dance and sing with the wind
Now off you go
Little soul
To the land where you reap what you sow
Fly........ fly away

Wale Smyle

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