"Sometimes You Fly Like The Wind" lyrics

Kelly Jones Lyrics

"Sometimes You Fly Like The Wind"

The cradle will fall
As will the cross on the wall
Like the faith in your soul
Watch it come, watch it go

Pull the rug from your feet
Until you're too blind to see
Like the leaves of a tree
They fall and grow out new seeds

The moonlight in the sky shining bright through my window
Waltz around in my dance like there's no time at all
Swim upstream in a dream of emotional upheaval
Play kiss chase with the gospels of rights in my heart

The table was born
To feed the children their corn
Which angel watched over you
To right the wrongs that you do?

The yellow sun lights the way with my chain and St Christopher
My mother handed to me with my case in my hand
I watched the rain with no pain feeling safe in my sleep bag
I drew blood and I prayed I'd be strong once again

Sometimes you fly like the wind
Sometimes you die to relive
Sometimes you fly like the wind
Sometimes you die to relive
Sometimes you fly like the wind
Sometimes you die to relive
Sometimes you fly like the wind
Sometimes you die to relive


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