I never talk when I speak
I bet my mind can fly
I walk along to the silver lake
And to the sea
Two steps from the soil to the ground
Throw a stone into the sea
I bet it won't be found
My hands held high
I'm on my way to fireland
Everything melts while I burn
There ain't no open sky
Under a tree at the campfire's light
You'll know what is "why"
Two steps from the soil to the ground
I jump into the air I bet I won't come down
My hands held high
I'm on my way down to fireland
Writer(s): Caroline Herve
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