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Flying High at Pico fest

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Lyrics

Intro

Oh-oh [Verse 1]

We all wake to a cool autumn breeze

A blanket of mist hanging low in the trees

Unpack the cages and roll out the lines

Check every knot in the morning sunshine

Smell of the fuel and the pull of the cord

A mechanical roar as we look heavenward

The wing catches air and it rises up straight

We run like the wind to the ultimate gate

Chorus

We're flying high at the Pico Fest

win din our face and sun in the west

A colorful canopy filling the sky

Where the dreamers and daredevils all come to fly

From the ground to the clouds we break away

At the Pico Paramotor festival today

Post-Chorus

Fly ing

Flying high

Verse2

Pilots have gathered from miles around

Stories of the sky and the ground

Buzz in the tent and a laugh in the crowd

We trade all our secrets for touching a cloud

Foot-drag the grass and swoop through the gate

Throttle wide open we don't hesitate

A brotherhood bound by nylon and steel

Only a pilot knows just how it feels [Pre-Chorus]

Feel the nylon dance overhead

One deep breath and we're gone instead

Chorus

We're flying high at the Pico Fest

Win din our face and sun in the west

A colorful canopy filling the sky

Where the dreamers and daredevils all come to fly

From the ground to the clouds we break away

At the Pico Paramotor festival today

Post-Chorus

Fly fly flying

Fly fly flying high [Bridge]

When afternoon fades into twilight and gold

The best kind of magic begins to unfold

Sunset parade as the motors all hum

We fly till the stars and the darkness come

Verse 3

Engines are quiet the wings tucked away

But the thrill of the sky still burns today

We sit by the bonfire and look at the stars

Remembering just how amazing we are

Tomorrow we launch when the morning is bright

Back to our home in the beautiful height [Chorus]

We're flying high at the Pico Fest

Win din our face and sun in the west

A colorful canopy filling the sky

Where the dreamers and daredevils all come to fly

From the ground to the clouds we break away

At the Pico Paramotor festival today [Outro]

Yeah we're breaking away

Up in the sky

At the Pico Fest

See you next year

Oh-oh-oh

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