Far in the distance and way up high
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Circling slowly beneath the sky
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Lone in the air and the world is turning
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Looking the eagle straight in the eye
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What goes up must come down
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And you circle all around
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On your own
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You're seeing things in a dream
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You learn to swing over trees
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In the clouds
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It's a breeze
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Blowing 'round
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Leaving the ground and you're feeling weightless
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To the sea sparkling in the sun
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There's a beach and it's time for landing
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But it seems that you've just begun
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What goes up must come down
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And you circle all around
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On your own
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You're seeing things in a dream
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You learn to swing over trees
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In the clouds
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It's a breeze
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Blowing 'round
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Up above, up above, up above
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Like a bird, like a bird
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On your own
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You're seeing things in a dream
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You learn to swing over trees
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In the clouds
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It's a breeze
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Blowing 'round
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Weightless
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| Steve Hackett |
