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towards the sun. Lord knows when the cold wind blows. It'll turn you head around. Well there's hours of time on the telephone line. To talk about things to come. Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces
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Man makes machines. To man the machines. That make the machines. That make the machines Make a machine. To make a machine. And man and machine. Will make a machine. To break the machines
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a place called home anywhere. Oh Indiana Those big dreams are flying machines. And they'll take you where ever you want to go. Oh, and sometimes you find that what's real is inside. You don't have
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dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain. I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end. I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend. But
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Man makes machines. To man the machines. That make the machines. That make the machines. . Make a machine. To make a machine. And man and machine. Will make a machine. To break the machines
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Man makes machines. To man the machines. That make the machines. That make the machines. . Make a machine. To make a machine. And man and machine. Will make a machine. To break the machines
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Man makes machines. To man the machines. That make the machines. That make the machines. . Make a machine. To make a machine. And man and machine. Will make a machine. To break the machines
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I'm flying high. Across the sky. I'm flying high. Across the sky. I'm flying high. I'm flying high I'm the person. In charge of the aircraft. I'm the pilot. We're hit by a flash. When I tell
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dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain. I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end. I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend. But
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love all night. Let's just hold on so tight. Let's make it last for life. I won't let you go Ya, we're flying, feels just like flying. We're such a long way up from the ground. Just you and me
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I'm sitting pretty, I'm enjoying the view. We're flying high, high. Feels like this gon' call for celebration. Made it from the bottom to the top. Finally, free got my emancipation. I can hardly
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Young boy that I know. Feels he has lived too long. His spirit of adventure. Slipped away. With little sense of pride. He feels deep down inside. He is flying. To be free again. . Young girl
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trip on a rocket ship, baby, where the sea is the sky. I know the guy who runs the place and he's out of sight. Flying Dutchman are you out there?. Flying Dutchman are you out there, Flying Dutchman
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means to work hard on machines. It's a labour of love. So please. Don't ask me why. I'm looking for reasons - day in. Day out. I'm trying too hard - he's trying too hard. I'm moving in circles
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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
