A Flock Of Jonathan Livingston Seagulls
By Richard Back, FAL.NET
I flew only from shore to food.
I never thought I'd meet a gull like you;
Meet a gull like you.
Who disbelieves his tawny eyes;
And sees by understanding himself through;
Understanding through.
And I flap, I flap so far away.
I just flap, I flap all night and day.
I couldn't get away.
A thought of freedom in your head;
A thought that all at once created you,
At once created you.
The thought is getting clearer still.
You see farthest and so fly highest, too;
You fly highest, too.
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-- Ray Bradbury
Richard Back with this book does two things. He gives me Flight. He makes me want a stupid hairstyle.
And I flap, I flap so far away.
I just flap, I flap all night and day.
I couldn't get away.
Friendship depends on Time and Space;
Here and Now’s how you overcome those two;
Overcome those two.
Reached out my wings to try again;
Reaching for gel to style my bird hair-do;
Style my bird hair-do.
And I flap, I flap so far away.
I just flap, I flap all night and day.
I couldn't get away.
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