Birds fighting in mid-air - & all the sky is theirs. Theirs: all of the sky - Yet they peck another's eye. Free as a bird... Or is that just a word? Oh, to be free - To free myself from me.
Birds fighting in mid-air - & all the sky is theirs. Theirs: all of the sky - Yet they peck another's eye. Free as a bird... Or is that just a word? Oh, to be free - To free myself from me.
