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Birds fly high wires

Far past the sleepy factory town

where you made your way.

far reaching altitudes

where they see only the best of the world.



If we could fly high like birds,

What would we see?

Would the crime and violence not disappear?

Would only the beauty of nature remain?



Soaring through the cloudless night,

the birds watch the the sleeping hemisphere

the only way to pass the dragging time.

Can they see the dying in the streets,

Or the ones who dwell in boxes?



If we could fly high like birds,

What would we see?

Would the crime and violence not disappear?

Would only the beauty of nature remain?



Can birds see broken hearts,

or sense the lust for blood?

Can they supply the voice

for the hurting and the lame?



If we could fly high like birds,

What would we see?

Would the crime and violence not disappear?

Would only the beauty of the earth be in view?

Hot tear rolling down your cheek,

but you don't know why

watching out the window,

watching as the trees speed by.



You think about your lifem

how he found you, how he hurt you,

and everything in between.

And you found your answer.



It's time to move on, move on

make a new name in a new town.

You can run and you can hide,

and the pain doesn't always subside,

but you can always move on.



Seperation hurts the most,

a quick-ripped Band-Aid off your soul.

But you have your life, and he has his,

and we've just got to let things be.



It's time to move on, move on

make a new name in a new town.

You can run and you can hide,

and the pain doesn't always subside,

but you can always move on.