Cautiously Caught My Eye
This saying cautiously caught my eye;
Should never let a poor dead horse lie
Not a sound,
Made around;
Go ahead and bury him and then cry.
Jim Horn
By Big Wings
By big wings we were forced to fly,
Even when wet or soon will be dry;
We flew in curves,
Small and swerves,
In and through clouds in the sky.
Jim Horn
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