Fly From Here: Overture by Yes
"Fly From Here - Pt I - We Can Fly"
Along the edge of this airfield
The old prop-shaft airliners stand
Altimeters reading zero
Formless memories lingering
Nights are cold on this airfield
I sit alone and watch the radar
Locked on the wavelength, caught in the beam
Falling slowly into the screen
Every day that you wait
Is one more that you've lost
When you wake up
I see you there
On display
Lights the final point of no return
Taking us there from here
And we can fly from here (we can fly)
And we can fly from here (we can fly)
And we can fly from here (we can fly)
Into a sky that's clearing
Look back we'll dry the tears
For those once held so nearly
And love will never disappear
Along the edge of this airfield
The old prop-shaft airliners stand
Altimeters reading zero
Formless memories lingering
Lingering, lingering, lingering
And we can fly from here
Into a sky so clearly
Look back, we'll dry the tears
For those once held so nearly
And we can fly from here (we can fly)
And we can fly from here (we can fly)
And we can fly from here (we can fly)
And we can fly from here (we can fly)
And we can fly from here
On the understanding that we can fly
Everyday that you waste
Is one more that you've lost
On display
That's a final point of no return
Everyday that you waste
Is one more that you've lost
On display
That's a final point of no return
"Fly From Here - Pt II - Sad Night At The Airfield"
There are no ground staff in the empty corridors
Is no one sleeping?
No one awake?
I'd start an engine in the night
If only just to break the silence
That last intake of...
Air...
The clouds in the night as we breathe
Too late for even the night breathes to me
We can wait for dawn
To carry on
Then we can fly from here
I want to be the one
Who always gives you shelter
Finds you waitin'
Keep you warm
I want to be the one
Who's always there beside you
But we both must
Face the dawn...
Alone...
So cruel like the world that we leave
Too late for even the night breathes to me
We can wait for dawn
To carry on
Then we can fly from here
Only ghosts are in the empty corridors
They're all strangers
Never cared
I know them from some other life
When things were different
And we both were in the end
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