To Live Is to Fly
Won't say I love you, babe
Won't say I need you, babe
But I'm gonna get ya, babe
And I will not do ya wrong
Living's mostly wasting time
And I waste my share of mine
But it never feels too good
So let's not take too long
Oh, you're soft as glass
And I'm a gentle man
We've got the sky to talk about
And the world to lay upon
Days up and down they come
Like rain on a congo drum
Forgettin' most, remember some
But don't turn none away
And everything is not enough
Nothing is too much to bear
Where you've been is good and gone
All you keep is the getting there
Well, to live is to fly
Both low and high
Shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes
It's goodbye to all my friends
It's time to go again
I think of all the poetry
And the picking down the line
And I'll miss the system here
The bottom's low and the treble's clear
It don't pay to think too much
On the things you leave behind
Well, I will be gone
But it won't be long
I'll bring back all the melodies
And the rhythms that I find
We've all got holes to fill
And them holes is all that's real
Some fall on you like a storm
Sometimes you dig your own
The choice is yours to make
The time is yours to take
Some dive into the sea
Some toil upon the stone
Well, to live is to fly
Both low and high
Shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes
Shake the dust off of your wings
And the tears out of your eyes
Won't say I need you, babe
But I'm gonna get ya, babe
And I will not do ya wrong
Living's mostly wasting time
And I waste my share of mine
But it never feels too good
So let's not take too long
Oh, you're soft as glass
And I'm a gentle man
We've got the sky to talk about
And the world to lay upon
Days up and down they come
Like rain on a congo drum
Forgettin' most, remember some
But don't turn none away
And everything is not enough
Nothing is too much to bear
Where you've been is good and gone
All you keep is the getting there
Well, to live is to fly
Both low and high
Shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes
It's goodbye to all my friends
It's time to go again
I think of all the poetry
And the picking down the line
And I'll miss the system here
The bottom's low and the treble's clear
It don't pay to think too much
On the things you leave behind
Well, I will be gone
But it won't be long
I'll bring back all the melodies
And the rhythms that I find
We've all got holes to fill
And them holes is all that's real
Some fall on you like a storm
Sometimes you dig your own
The choice is yours to make
The time is yours to take
Some dive into the sea
Some toil upon the stone
Well, to live is to fly
Both low and high
Shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes
Shake the dust off of your wings
And the tears out of your eyes
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Writer(s): Townes Van Zandt
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