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On top of the world…
Looking out, peering down…

Above the snow white clouds…
Like an eagle flying round…

In the crystal blue skies…
Where the Sun’s rays dance…

He’s hanging by a thread…
And his fate is left to chance…

It’s wrapped inside a whisper…
From so very long ago…

He’s not sure what even happened…
On the Earth spinning far below…

Underneath his tired feet…
As his eyes drift in and out…

His thoughts make little sense…
And his mind is full of doubt…

Should he just forget this…
Or take a leap of faith…

And dive into the clouds…
Falling further into disgrace…

Inside an echo of a memory…
Where the clouds reveal her face…

And eyes that mesmerise his soul…
How he yearns for her embrace…

Because words are being repeated…
And he’s heard them all before…

In this world where everything has been…
And everything has gone; It is the law…

The law of this Godforsaken planet…
Where we replay others’ mistakes…

Walking in someone else’s shoes…
Swimming in a dead man’s wake…

They aren’t his, they’re human…
He’s not the first or the last…

Simply one of the imperfect sinners…
Who never learned from histories past…

Now he’s on top of the world…
Looking out, floating down…

Falling through the cotton wool clouds…
Until he finally hits the ground…

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