ALTURAS

I got tired of running
I lifted my feet
I think I'd rather fall

The wind in a dress
The hurricane's with me
I'm chaos and sound
The clouds are my last name

I searched for myself in a bird that sang to me
Used to be at my window
The sun always asked me to come visit
And he loved me

Look, I can fly
I move in the heights
Honestly, I don't think I'll come down, not now, not ever
Not ever

Look, I can fly
I move in the heights
Honestly, I don't think I'll come down, not now
Not now, not ever, not now, not ever

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