Saturday, September 3, 2011

Falling and Flying By Mindy Gledhill.

The rain loves falling on my face, invite my soul to take a taste, as thunder spreads its wings into the space above me. I tilt my head toward the sky, and laugh out loud as cars go by, it's been so long since I have felt alive inside.

Now I'm free to jump, I'm free to fall! Free to let it roll away when I drop the ball, I'm not ashamed, to break down and cry, so come on precaution take a step aside, cause you see its falling that's teaching me to fly.

There's a breeze that's blowing past my door, and it's bringing change like I have never know before. It used to be that when it rained it poured, but not anymore so give me more!

Cause I'm free to jump, I'm free to fall! Free to let it roll away when I drop the ball, I'm not ashamed to break down and cry. So come on precaution take a step aside, cause you see it falling that's teaching me to be a little bolder,

So hello queen and goodbye pawn, I'm gonna turn my cheek and shrug my shoulder, I'm gonna till I'm going gone,

Cause I'm free to jump, I'm free to fall! Free to let it roll away when I drop the ball, I'm not ashamed to break down and cry, so come on precaution take a step aside, cause you see its falling that's teaching me to fly.

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