Fly Away

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Dan Bern

Dan Bern (also known as Bernstein; born July 27, 1965) is an American guitarist, singer, songwriter, novelist and painter. His music is often compared to that of Bob Dylan, Woody Guthrie, Bruce Springsteen, Phil Ochs and Elvis Costello. more »

Year:

2003

6:46

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Awful still out here, too still for me 
I'm used to going outside whenever
And something's open, buy some tea 
Feel like you could die here 
Middle of Main Street, plain as day 
And the sun would bake you dry 
And the wind blow you away 

Everybody's shifty 
Some secret's in the air 
Half of me wants to crack the code
The other half don't care 
I wouldn't bat an eyelid 
If right now someone said 
Boy, the folks you're talking to 
Have been a hundred years dead 

Hey, fly away 
Hey, sky is gray 

I don't understand why I owe anybody anything 
I feel like a tightrope walker and they took away my string
Feel like someone squeezed the juice out of my fruit 
Like everyone's in sweatpants and I alone still wear a suit 
I used to feel like a Mexican bandit when I picked up my guitar 
Now it's nuclear winter and I gotta pay for a new car 

Hey, fly away 

Why is the car still running 
Won't someone turn it off 
Who's looking in my window 
I heard somebody cough 
Things so important 
A few months back
Now barely catch my interest 
I feel I'm losing track 
Of people, of names, of places, and of friends 
Excuse me for not keeping up with all the latest trends 

Hey, fly away 

Well excuse me for behaving in a manner that seems rude 
Most of my waking moments deal with finding food 
Something for my family
Something for my nation
Designer boots for grandma
Designer drugs for my patients 
I have been rejected 
I have been collected
I have been injected and inspected and infected 
Don't be dejected
You will be protected 
Send me all your money so that I can get elected

Hey, fly away 

Well I lost my sense of balance and I lost my sense of smell 
In a car accident near the Liberty Bell
I lost my sense of timing and I lost my sense of touch 
From commercials and checking my e-mail too much 
I have no taste lots of people tell me that
My eyesight was pretty much shot right off the bat 
All that's left is some skewed inner vision 
And some obsolete info on nuclear fission 

Hey, fly away  

Well I got this town to myself finally 
Think I'll go and park myself underneath a tree 
And sleep off this headache and sleep off this war 
Maybe my dreams will tell me what it all was for 
I might steal some clothes and get my face all dirty
And hop on the freight train that rolls in around 4:30 
Maybe I'll see you up in the sky 
If we flap our wings and learn to fly 

Hey, fly away

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