I watch from a window as nature brings
Birds that fly on gossamer wings
And the sound of the songs that they all sing
As I look out the window at everything
I stare from a window as life flies by
Under a psychedelic sky
While the pain hurts more, and the more I try
I can't stop the tears as the day flies by
I look through the window, and I say a prayer
For every single thing out there
And hope when I'm gone that I still might stare
At a psychedelic sky as I float up there
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