Fly straight with perfection
Find me a new direction
We never realized the things they said
We never realize until we're dead

The fires they burned
Along the coast of triumphs
The ebony embittered souls of children
We'll seek another way before too long
But will you stop my wind
Before I'm gone

And when you find me
And when you find me all alone
Your world has never been my own

And when you find me
And when you find me all alone

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Your world has never been my own

My friend, you're black
And when you fly, you're wild
I am white
Sometimes I behave just like a child

The Northern seas are cold
But they're our own
We'll sail your Southern seas
Before too long

When I was a Viking
My friend, he was the raven
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