Turn me loose, from your hand, let me fly, to distant lands.
Green fields, trees and mountains, just a sky lark.
Away, away, never to return, nor remember this day.
But live content, soft, free,like a soft wind blowing,
Not I.
A torrent, gale force numbers nine, and just in time.
For times not my master, so like a lark I'm laughing still.
To go, to be, still, free to fly
, fly away.
You saved my life today, I debt I can't repay, so I live,
Live well laughing still, not wading to the deep, fly.
A choice was there, but never an option, I'm crying still.
So now I leave my dream complete, no longer will I compete, I wade to the deep, the future, years away.
So you saved your life tonight, we all knew you could just a matter of time, took longer than it should.
Now tomorrow's real, I walk away laughing every step of the way, you been away.
But you never left, just lost your way, now I fight and love to live many a long day.
To Troy Newman, valle Kid!
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