Prehistoric Bird

Prehistoric bird
 Headed for the ocean
 Can I catch a ride
 From my view it looks so fun
 Got to pay our dues
 Before we hit the coastline
 Just a ball of blue
 Somewhere in the sunshine
 The cities down below
 I see New York shine like a fire
 The sparks must be their headlights
 And the bridges take them higher
 We proved it once again
 When we trusted in a feeling
 But did we ever doubt
 That the highest was the ceiling
 The arctic was the first stop
 Since then I've lost the feeling
 By taking what I was given
 And changing it to stealing
 The bird gave up as I did
 In this ever coldest weather
 Hold the flight and spend the night
 And keep warm between my feathers
 Prehistoric bird
 Headed for the ocean
 Can I catch a ride
 From my view it looks so fun
 Got to pay our dues
 Before we hit the coastline
 Just a ball of blue
 Somewhere in the sunshine
 Just a ball of blue
 Somewhere in the sunshine
 Just a ball of blue
 Somewhere in the sunshine
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