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So you're eager to fly on a silver wing
Left soon in the morning on a silver wing
It was high over housetops and the chimneys of this town
You made your getaway, and you never looked down

I mean all else failed and you counted on a silver wing
Came break of day and you sailed on a silver wing
There was no time for eulogies
There was no time for song
They came round looking and you were already gone

But I love you Cordelia tell the world I do
There ain't nobody like me gonna see you through
They'll be blinding you Cordelia, trying to get you in a sway
But I'm watching you every step of the way

And the poets in the valley, they shake their heads
They're scribbling on their tablets, but their words can't be read
Cause when the morning sun climbs the hilltop it's so easy to see
Some things must remain unsaid, wrapped in mystery

So bring me my arrow, go get my bow
I've got business to tend to, I can't stand to see you go
They'll be talking about you Cordelia, every once in a while
And it stirs me up like the first time
Though I wish I could deny it
So you're eager to fly on a silver wing   Left soon in the morning on a silver wing   It was high over housetops and the chimneys of this town   You made your getaway, and you never looked down      I mean all else failed and you counted on a silver wing   Came break of day and you sailed on a silver wing   There was no time for eulogies    There was no time for song   They came round looking and you were already gone      But I love you Cordelia tell the world I do   There ain't nobody like me gonna see you through   They'll be blinding you Cordelia, trying to get you in a sway   But I'm watching you every step of the way      And the poets in the valley, they shake their heads   They're scribbling on their tablets, but their words can't be read   Cause when the morning sun climbs the hilltop it's so easy to see   Some things must remain unsaid, wrapped in mystery      So bring me my arrow, go get my bow   I've got business to tend to, I can't stand to see you go   They'll be talking about you Cordelia, every once in a while   And it stirs me up like the first time   Though I wish I could deny it
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