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Friday Evening
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by Lorin Killoy
Fly on the wings of a dragon
And let your spirit soar
Southwest toward the setting sun
And over the rocky shore
To the world that exists only in your dreams
As you lie awake at night
In the life that makes your heart sing
And your heavy soul take flight
Forget the clock that leads your life
And tethers you to what is real
Listen to the playing fife
Strike the bell, hear it peal
For as you walk along the street
And do what you feel you must
Your life will never be complete
Or worth nothing more than dust
Learn to soar up to the sky
And grasp the stars in your hands
Tarry on where the dragons fly
Do what your heart commands