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Up In The Air
Pass away the hours
Hear the footsteps of the past
Walking up the stairs of time
Knowing that I'm trapped
The cold winds of indifference
Persuade a movement south
Thinking that it's better there
The warmer climes that we seek out
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
And how much misery can one soul take?
Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Picking petals off a flower
Loves me, loves me not
Is love another way to count
The things you haven't got?
Well, we wish the best to all our friends
Young and old alike
When the dust has settled in the sky
Well, you can have anything you like
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
And how much misery can one soul take?
Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
And how much misery can one soul take?
Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting, never getting anywhere
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Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting, never getting anywhere
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake
And how much misery can one soul take?
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake
And how much misery can one soul take?
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Well, you can have anything you like
When the dust has settled in the sky
Young and old alike
Well, we wish the best to all our friends
The things you haven't got?
Is love another way to count
Loves me, loves me not
Picking petals off a flower
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
Trying to fly away might have been your first mistake
And how much misery can one soul take?
Poor bird flies up in the air, never getting anywhere
The warmer climes that we seek out
Thinking that it's better there
Persuade a movement south
The cold winds of indifference
Knowing that I'm trapped
Walking up the stairs of time
Hear the footsteps of the past
Pass away the hours
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