O, Shooting Star
O, shooting star, I welcome you
'neath tattered hills and vulkum dunes
I pierce the sky, sweet butterfly, and I sing, on...through...
O, shooting star, please light the way,
I fear the promises of the coming days,
My bed is worn, my arms decayed
O, shooting star I Gayleyleye
The evening breeze that I foresee continues to empower me
I hear the voice, I spread its wings, 'til life and death depletes--
I gaze away, these seeds of change, and echoes loudly as though I'm gay
O, how freely, oh how freely, oh, freely, oh, how freely oh, how freely I hold..
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