[ Featuring Sula ]
Days, up and down they come
Like rain on a congadrum
Forget most, remember some
Turn none away
Everything is not enough
Nothin' is to much to bear
Where you've been forever gone
All you keep is the getting there
To live is to fly
Both low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes
We all got holes to fill
The holes are all that's real
Some fall on you like a storm
Sometimes you dig your own
The choice is yours to make
Time is yours to take
Some sail upon the sea
Some toil upon the stone
To live is to fly
Both low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes
Goodbye to all my friends
It's time to go again
Think of all the poetry
And the singing down the line
I'll miss the system here
The bottom's low
And the treble's clear
Never pays to think to much
About things you leave behind
To live is to fly
Both low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes
To live is to fly
Both low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings
And the tears out of your eyes
