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Won't say I love you babe?
Won't say I need you babe?
But, I'm gonna get you babe
And I will not do you wrong

Livin's mostly wastin' time
I waste my share of mine
But it never feels too good
So let's don't take too long

You're soft as glass
And I'm a gentle man
We got the sky to talk about
And the world to lie upon

Days up and down, they come
Like rain on a conga drum
Forget most, remember some
But don't turn none away

Everything is not enough
Nothin' is to much to bear
Where you been is good and gone
All you keep is the gettin' there

To live is to fly
Low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes

It's goodbye to all my friends
It's time to go again
Think on all the poetry
And the pickin' down the line

I'll miss the system here
The bottom's low and the treble's clear
But it don't pay to think to much
On things you leave behind

I may be gone
But it won't be long
I will be a-bringin' back the melody
And the rhythm that I find

We all got holes to fill
Them holes are all that's real
Some fall on you like a storm
Sometimes you dig your own

But choice is yours to make
And time is yours to take
Some dive into the sea
Some toil upon the stone

To live is to fly
Low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eyes

So shake the dust off of your wings
And the tears out of your eyes
Won't say I love you babe?   Won't say I need you babe?   But, I'm gonna get you babe   And I will not do you wrong      Livin's mostly wastin' time   I waste my share of mine   But it never feels too good   So let's don't take too long      You're soft as glass   And I'm a gentle man   We got the sky to talk about   And the world to lie upon      Days up and down, they come   Like rain on a conga drum   Forget most, remember some   But don't turn none away      Everything is not enough   Nothin' is to much to bear   Where you been is good and gone   All you keep is the gettin' there      To live is to fly   Low and high   So shake the dust off of your wings   And the sleep out of your eyes      It's goodbye to all my friends   It's time to go again   Think on all the poetry   And the pickin' down the line      I'll miss the system here   The bottom's low and the treble's clear   But it don't pay to think to much   On things you leave behind      I may be gone   But it won't be long   I will be a-bringin' back the melody   And the rhythm that I find      We all got holes to fill   Them holes are all that's real   Some fall on you like a storm   Sometimes you dig your own      But choice is yours to make   And time is yours to take   Some dive into the sea   Some toil upon the stone      To live is to fly   Low and high   So shake the dust off of your wings   And the sleep out of your eyes      So shake the dust off of your wings   And the tears out of your eyes
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