Friday, November 20, 2009

Safley

Fly into the dead of night
Hear the rhythm of the bird wings?
They are waiting for you
Ride into the city of lights
Hear the urban buzz?
They are waiting for you
The signs are all there so fly far
The signs are all there so drive away
Come into the open space and she’ll find you
Come into the open space and he’ll see her
It will be over soon
It will all slow down one day
Fly into the dead of night
Hear the rhythm of the pure night breeze?
They are waiting for you
Ride into the city lights
Hear the cries from those lost?
They are waiting for you
The signs are all there so feel free
The signs are all there so listen
Come into the open space and they’ll be there
Come into the open space and HE can help you
Come

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