Walking on his highways
Walking on his highways
We leave the land
We leave the land
And float inside the dark, black water
And float inside the dark, black water
Robin flies again
Robin flies again
She flew low over the highways
She flew low over the highways
And I saw the wind
And i saw the wind
Blowing back her barbie doll hair
Blowing back her barbie doll hair
Robin flies again
Robin flies again
And in a kitchen in Kentucky
And in a kitchen in kentucky
She thinks she's Peter Pan
She thinks she's peter pan
And in the bottom of a concrete basement
And in the bottom of a concrete basement
Robin flies again
Robin flies again
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