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High Above (Adult Folk Contemporary) artwork

High Above (Adult Folk Contemporary)

tommyslide

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What it's like to fly, great 1970's New American Folk music

Lyrics

Verse 1

Cold

Sharp air

I am leaving

Silver canyon walls are receding

My boots quit the red dirt today

Watch the hawk curve away

Chorus

High above the timberline

I see the world is mine

Floating on the rising heat

The river is a ribbon at my feet

Higher than the clouds can go

Further than the peaks of snow

I am flying

I am flying

Post-Chorus

Ooh

Aah

Higher now

Verse 2

Weight

Falls off

Gravity lost its grip

Watching the mountain edges slip

I reach for the blue

Nothing to do but find something new

Everything looks small

From up here I cannot fall

I am steady

I am ready

Chorus

High above the timberline

I see the world is mine

Floating on the rising heat

The river is a ribbon at my feet

Higher than the clouds can go

Further than the peaks of snow

I am flying

I am flying

Bridge

No more fences

No more gates

No more worries

Only the wind

Only the sun

Only the sky

Verse 3

Gold

Morning light

Sun warms my back

Following an invisible track

Far below the valley sleeps

While the eagle keeps its climb

Beyond all time

Still rising

Chorus

High above the timberline

I see the world is mine

Floating on the rising heat

The river is a ribbon at my feet

Higher than the clouds can go

Further than the peaks of snow

I am flying

I am flying

Outro

Look down

So far down

I am gone

Into the blue

Into the blue

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