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Artist: Vic Anselmo

Title: The Flight

Lyrics:

I awoke this morning

The empty room was deadly silent

Cold gets me through

I touched my back to face the truth:

Feathers slipping through my fingers

The walls are slowly closing in

I´m running out to windowsill

Into the hands of fate,

I´m flying out to run astray

Let the wind blow through my wings

Speed up, I´m gonna fly so high

Come rushing through the storm!

If I´m never gonna land,

Let my flight become the highest ever

Let me touch the sky

There´s no location anymore

The map´s erased. Can´t see the earth

No destination. Empty space

I wonder: Am I gonna land now?

I´m feeling low, I´m feeling high

Spreading under endless sky

Into the hands of fate

I´m going down to reach my way