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      • I Am Afraid
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      • Eclipsed
      • To Be Loved
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Mama's Like a Bird Now

Mama's like a bird now
Her soul's got wings to fly
With freedom, hope, and dignity
She soars the eternal sky
With keen eyesight she watches me
From her perch upon her tree
Making sure her young one's safe
Mama's like a bird now

Mama's like a bird now
Sitting on my shoulder
Sometimes she feels so close
I think that I can hold her
When her feathers brush my face
They leave behind a lovely trace
Of what my mama used to be
Mama's like a bird now

Mama's like a bird now
I  think it's not so bad
She sings a beautiful song to me
When I'm feeling sad
One day I think I'll be one too
Til then I know just want to do
Keep all of mama's dreams alive
Mama's like a bird now
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