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High Flying Bird - Elton John
You wore a little cross of gold
around your neck

I saw it as you flew between my reason

Like a raven in the night time
when you left

I wear a chain upon my wrist
that bears no name

You touched it and you wore it

And you kept it in your pillow

all the same

My high-flying bird has flown
from out my arms

I thought myself her keeper

She thought I meant her harm

She thought I was the archer

A weather man of words

But I could never shoot down

My high-flying bird

The white walls of your dressing room

are stained in scarlet red

You bled upon the cold stone
like a young man

In the foreign field of death

Wouldn't it be wonderful

is all I heard you say

You never closed your eyes

at night and learned to love daylight

Instead you moved away

My high-flying bird has flown
from out my arms

I thought myself her keeper

She thought I meant her harm

She thought I was the archer

A weather man of words

But I could never shoot down

My high-flying bird

from out my arms

I thought myself her keeper

She thought I meant her harm

She thought I was the archer

A weather man of words

But I could never shoot down

My high-flying bird

My high-flying high-flying bird

My high-flying high-flying bird

My high-flying high-flying bird

My high-flying high-flying bird