(Parsons, Bairnson, Elliott)
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There must be a thousand ways
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Holding us within this maze
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Every path we take leads us astray
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Comfort me my only son
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Till the day my work is done
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There's no earthly reason we should stay
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And when the wind gets under these wings
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You will feel what freedom brings
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Stay right by me, walk don't run
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I don't want you flying too close to the sun
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Turn your eyes towards the light
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Steal away in silent flight
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The skies are calling out to you and me
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Over sea and over land
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God protect us with your hand
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Bring us safely to our destiny
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And now the wind is under our wings
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We can taste what freedom brings
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Stay right by me, walk don't run
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I don't want you flying too close to the sun
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God forgive his fall from grace
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The sea conceals his resting place
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Can we learn to stay behind the line
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If we have the means to fly
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Some of us will surely die
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Being reckless was his only crime
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And now the wind is under our wings
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We can taste what freedom brings
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Stay right by me, walk don't run
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I don't want you flying too close to the sun
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Vocal Niel Lockwood
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Guitars Ian Bairnson
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Drums Stuart Elliott
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Bass John Giblin
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Keyboards Gary Sanctuary, Richard Cottle and Alan Parsons
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Saxophone Richard Cottle
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Too Close To The Sun
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| The Alan Parson Project |
