Texty

Horizon out of view Can't ever tell what's really coming So spread your wings and fly far away From everything you think you know Holding our hands Feel the winding sands of time Let it come and let it pour out Swim the rivers till we come back down It's not very far To find what is That lies over there So fly so far away little bird It's never too late To seek what it is Then come find me We are all We are the ones denying ourselves Who'll be the ones Who'll be the ones to find ourselves Take the unknown roads Far away from what you know Cross the lines that make us grow cold Feed our flames then let them go Breaking free at last to the other side we've missed All our eyes are set to the sky Spread our wings and don't look back It's not very far To find what is That lies over there So fly so far away little bird It's never too late To seek what it is Then come find me We are all We are the ones denying ourselves Who'll be the ones Who'll be the ones to find ourselves Watch them go Beautifully new Hear them sing Of stories made true Fly away Breaking open the sky It's not very far To find what is That lies over there So fly so far away little bird It's never too late To seek what it is Then come find me We are all We are the ones denying ourselves Who'll be the ones Who'll be the ones to find ourselves It's not very far To find what is That lies over there It's never too late To seek what it is Then come find me
Writer(s): Doug Smith, Brian Corn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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