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High Flying Bird

๐Ÿ‘ค Elton John โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Don't Shoot Me I'm Only the Piano Player (UK) โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:13
๐ŸŽต 1263 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:13 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 10078271

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

You wore a little cross of gold around your neck
I saw it as you flew between my reason
Like a raven in the night time when you left
I wear a chain upon my wrist that bears no name
You 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 archer
A weather man of words
But I could never shoot down
My high-flying bird

The white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet red
You bled upon the cold stone like a young man
In the foreign field of death
Wouldn't it be wonderful is all I heard you say
You never closed your eyes at night and learned to love daylight
Instead you moved away

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 archer
A weather man of words
But I could never shoot down
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 archer
A weather man of words
But I could never shoot down
My high-flying bird

My high-flying, high-flying bird
My high-flying, high-flying bird
My high-flying, high-flying bird
My high-flying, high-flying bird

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:14.78] You wore a little cross of gold around your neck
[00:22.59] I saw it as you flew between my reason
[00:29.67] Like a raven in the night time when you left
[00:36.90] I wear a chain upon my wrist that bears no name
[00:44.21]
[00:46.63] You touched it and you wore it
[00:52.31] And you kept it in your pillow all the same
[00:57.91] My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms
[01:05.78] I thought myself her keeper
[01:09.40] She thought I meant her harm
[01:13.15] She thought I was the archer
[01:17.05] A weather man of words
[01:20.75] But I could never shoot down
[01:28.05] My high-flying bird
[01:33.44]
[01:36.78] The white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet red
[01:45.32] You bled upon the cold stone like a young man
[01:52.30]
[01:54.32] In the foreign field of death
[02:00.73] Wouldn't it be wonderful is all I heard you say
[02:07.78] You never closed your eyes at night and learned to love daylight
[02:15.33]
[02:17.43] Instead you moved away
[02:21.10] My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms
[02:29.12] I thought myself her keeper
[02:32.73] She thought I meant her harm
[02:36.58] She thought I was the archer
[02:40.47] A weather man of words
[02:44.15] But I could never shoot down
[02:51.39] My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms
[02:59.33] I thought myself her keeper
[03:03.07] She thought I meant her harm
[03:06.76] She thought I was the archer
[03:10.75] A weather man of words
[03:14.43] But I could never shoot down
[03:21.65] My high-flying bird
[03:27.13]
[03:31.24] My high-flying, high-flying bird
[03:38.70] My high-flying, high-flying bird
[03:46.16] My high-flying, high-flying bird
[03:53.67] My high-flying, high-flying bird
[04:12.11]

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