High Above (Adult Folk Contemporary)
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About
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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