Oi brilliant blue, as you rise in the sky
Up and above, you go high and high
Way down below are those longing eyes
You can’t see them, you wouldn’t even try
The space between was meant to be
Cos those longing eyes could never ever see
The crown on your head
Or the glint in your eyes
How you spread your wings
And just loved to fly
Its eyes were its own
And could never be yours
And it saw as you flew
Oi brilliant blue
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