Flying
Time to end the play,
The heart just won't obey
The prison bars, anymore.
Close the sky beckons,
A brighter horizon,
Stretch your wings
To newer shores.
Ring in the new age,
Build up your own stage,
Light your own lamp
And make it golden.
Don't let the words hurt,
Be your own applause,
Start your own fire
And don't let the cold in.
It hadn't been all bad
And now you're feeling sad
To say goodbye, I know it's hard.
The sky is still unknown,
And you've never really flown
So far from home
After dark.
Strike out on your own,
All roads will lead you home,
Even if you build it on distant shores.
Reach for the unknown,
Endless horizon,
The heart just won't stay quiet anymore.
Ring in the new age,
Build up your own stage,
Light your own lamp
And make it golden.
Don't let the words hurt,
Be your own applause,
Start your own fire
And don't let the cold in.
Gilded bars still make a cage,
Blank walls and futile rage,
Don't let them take your singing soul.
Close the sky beckons,
A brighter horizon,
Stretch your wings
To newer shores.
And you can make it golden,
Fly to the horizon,
You can make it golden,
Fly to the horizon.
And you can make it golden,
Fly to the horizon...
The heart just won't obey
The prison bars, anymore.
Close the sky beckons,
A brighter horizon,
Stretch your wings
To newer shores.
Ring in the new age,
Build up your own stage,
Light your own lamp
And make it golden.
Don't let the words hurt,
Be your own applause,
Start your own fire
And don't let the cold in.
It hadn't been all bad
And now you're feeling sad
To say goodbye, I know it's hard.
The sky is still unknown,
And you've never really flown
So far from home
After dark.
Strike out on your own,
All roads will lead you home,
Even if you build it on distant shores.
Reach for the unknown,
Endless horizon,
The heart just won't stay quiet anymore.
Ring in the new age,
Build up your own stage,
Light your own lamp
And make it golden.
Don't let the words hurt,
Be your own applause,
Start your own fire
And don't let the cold in.
Gilded bars still make a cage,
Blank walls and futile rage,
Don't let them take your singing soul.
Close the sky beckons,
A brighter horizon,
Stretch your wings
To newer shores.
And you can make it golden,
Fly to the horizon,
You can make it golden,
Fly to the horizon.
And you can make it golden,
Fly to the horizon...
Credits
Writer(s): Ruchira Mandal
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