saltire

Free (Before I Die) Oct 2011 Here hangs a thread, dreams can be fragile, here lies a hope hungry for life I'll take you back to see through a child's eyes, war's come and gone and I'm waving that rag Why is our blue and white flag not the only one ? This circus, this union must end Trace our line a thousand years, the coming home is nigh May my eyes and heart know I am free before I die On this edge of the world we're standing wary. What if we fall, could the dream die ? But we hear the roar, and we feel the thunder our children rising as they learn to fly Why is our blue and white flag not the only one ? This circus, this union must end Trace our line a thousand years, the coming home is nigh May my eyes and heart know I am free before I die

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