Holyhead
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We fly for a dream
But fails as we land
We ride on a ledge
With no fear of heights
We search so far these things around
And seldom lay eyes on the real close by
Each day's a companion
Precious as a rhyme
An any way we go
A return to know
You can't dry out these fields of hopes
Watered by the tears and wisdom of times
We run for the truth
But more troubles we draw
The colours we choose
Paint natives in low
We cast away our main beliefs
And spoil all the dreams in the lad of free
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