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Once I had wingsand I flew all nightonly to touch downright where I first took flightCoining, each metal hand is stolenAnd my ivory wings are brokenI've no regrets, just a need for changeWith my head in the cloudsI promised not to come downBut gravity took holdto spiral me back homeFashion me in no particular coinConfess on me to no particular traditionsI'm not the sameTake me to a higher planeFashion me in no particular coinConfess on me to no particular traditionsI'm not the sameTake me to a higher plane From Letras Mania