Bag Raiders

Rising with the morning Sun
Waking up to greet the day
We’re covered in a golden light
And colours wash away the grey

Something coming through the air
Racing to a place unknown
Like messages across the world
Beaming from a telephone
Quickly brush away the dust

Hold your breath and wait and see
That something truly magical
Is happening to you and me
Don’t you hear it call your name

Crying out across the baby
Let’s build a ship into a home
And set the course for faraway

Written by: Maria Fernanda Leira
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