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Men with both roots and wings<br />they tie us down and ask us to leave<br />they are teachings unheard, they are bodies on smoke<br /><br />Men with both roots and wings<br />at a singular voice we moan<br />our teachings mislead, our teachings like smoke<br /><br />we sleep between the storm that was<br />and the storm which has to come<br /><br />We've learnt to learn everywhere<br />and the very own nature has taught us to wait<br />difference does sound like sin ,equality reliefs<br />and that fame ryhmes with hate yet everything is fair<br />on the intervals of your death<br /><br />misguided demons or forthcoming heroes<br />each one with an important name<br />nothing else than an important name.<br /><br />Men with both roots and wings<br />at a certain time we are one<br />our little tricks, our innocence stubborn<br /><br />Men with just little wings, men with just little minds<br />Men with just little eyes, men with just little deeds<br /><br />sleeping between the storm that was<br />and the wind which fails to come [(and finally)]<br />blow us away.
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Men with both roots and wings<br />they tie us down and ask us to leave<br />they are teachings unheard, they are bodies on smoke<br /><br />Men with both roots and wings<br />at a singular voice we moan<br />our teachings mislead, our teachings like smoke<br /><br />we sleep between the storm that was<br />and the storm which has to come<br /><br />We've learnt to learn everywhere<br />and the very own nature has taught us to wait<br />difference does sound like sin ,equality reliefs<br />and that fame ryhmes with hate yet everything is fair<br />on the intervals of your death<br /><br />misguided demons or forthcoming heroes<br />each one with an important name<br />nothing else than an important name.<br /><br />Men with both roots and wings<br />at a certain time we are one<br />our little tricks, our innocence stubborn<br /><br />Men with just little wings, men with just little minds<br />Men with just little eyes, men with just little deeds<br /><br />sleeping between the storm that was<br />and the wind which fails to come [(and finally)]<br />blow us away.
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