Come Fly Away

They say we can picture heaven or hell
Everyone is a fool behind his fence
They tell us the world is functioning well
And we act as sheep on a slaughtering bench

All things are falling and crashing around us
But we don't use our eyes to see
Instead we drug ourselves with all kinds of stuff
God or consumption or what makes us free

Come fly away, our time is running out
Come fly away, little man
Come fly away, don't look back don't feel anything
Come fly away, while you can

These happy times are nearing crescendo
Like a broken toy which no-one owns
We work as hard as the guy in Nintendo
Can Super-Mario save our thrones?

No time is up and the music will stop
So find your wings and get out
It's getting cold, really cold at the top
Try to find some place to hold out

Come fly away
Come fly away
Come fly away



Credits
Writer(s): Par-ola Hansson
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