In a deep well, trapped and motionless
To cry, I did over and over again
But the darkness swallowed my voice
I want to crawl up for freedom
But I am too weak, too tired
How I wish I could see the heaven
I cannot, eyes are shut and blinded
Give me a hand please, anyone?
Give me wings and teach me to fly
Wondering how I got here
I dug my mind for bits of clues
I must have slipped during a storm
Lost footing and then fall
It's been a long while and tiresome
I need to get out of this soon or die
Mercy on me, I need to climb
Be free and soar up in the sky
Give me a hand please, anyone?
Give me wings and teach me to fly
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