I am bringing my Illusions
and
All of life's confusion
You bring your baggage,
full of wounded wings and sadness
We shall hike a mile, or two
Till we meet the ocean blue
Over the cliffs our belongings go
Down
Down
Down
to drown ... in the ocean blue
Let it go, no longer to bother you
Then we'll smile and dance so sweet
And we'll remember:
To laugh
And that life really is a gift.
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