They set me free
I am the mystery
So full of grace
My soul’s the haze
I am an eagle
I am a wolf
I am the river I am the wind
That shakes the leaves
The air is pure I’m part of it
The air turns cold
I turn into snow
I hit the ground
I am the dust
And I keep running
And I keep flying
I keep on falling
And I keep flowing
The woods are calling me They set me free I am the mystery So full of grace My soul’s the haze I am an eagle I am a wolf I am the river I am the wind That shakes the leaves The air is pure I’m part of it The air turns cold I turn into snow I hit the ground I am the dust And I keep running And I keep flying I keep on falling And I keep flowing Explain Request ×
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