As the sun breaks above the ground An old man stands on the hill As the ground warms to the first rays of light A birdsong shatters the still
His eyes are ablaze See the madman in his gaze
Fly on your way like an eagle Fly as high as the sun On your wings like an eagle Fly and touch the sun
Now the crowd breaks and a young boy appears Look the old man in his eyes As he spreads his wings and shouts at the crowd In the name of God my father I fly
His eyes seem so glazed As he flies on the wings of a dream Now he knows his father betrayed Now his wings burn to ashes to ashes his grave
Fly on your way like an eagle Fly as high as the sun On your wings like an eagle Fly and touch the sun
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