Turning Round (Flying)
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โฑ๏ธ 6:24 duration
๐ ID: 21993494
๐ Lyrics
Flying, I thought I'd never learn that flying
I thought I'd spend my whole life trying
For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground
Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying
I thought I'd lose it all by sighing
For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found
Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying
I thought I'd always dream of dying
For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground
Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying
I thought I'd spend my whole life flying
For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round
Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing
I thought I'd always be there crying
For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around
And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying
I thought I could stop myself from lying
For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round
Oh flying, oh-oh
Lying, oh-oh
Crying, oh-oh
Sighing, oh-oh
Trying, oh-oh
And dying, oh-oh
For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground
Yes, it is
I thought I'd spend my whole life trying
For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground
Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying
I thought I'd lose it all by sighing
For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found
Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying
I thought I'd always dream of dying
For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground
Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying
I thought I'd spend my whole life flying
For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round
Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing
I thought I'd always be there crying
For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around
And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying
I thought I could stop myself from lying
For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round
Oh flying, oh-oh
Lying, oh-oh
Crying, oh-oh
Sighing, oh-oh
Trying, oh-oh
And dying, oh-oh
For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground
Yes, it is
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:29.83] Flying, I thought I'd never learn that flying
[00:40.43] I thought I'd spend my whole life trying
[00:47.38] For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground
[00:56.08]
[01:02.45] Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying
[01:12.59] I thought I'd lose it all by sighing
[01:17.01]
[01:19.44] For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found
[01:28.89]
[01:34.69] Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying
[01:44.47] I thought I'd always dream of dying
[01:51.28] For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground
[01:58.85]
[02:04.88] Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying
[02:14.05]
[02:16.40] I thought I'd spend my whole life flying
[02:23.23] For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round
[02:33.05]
[03:02.07] Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing
[03:09.84]
[03:12.66] I thought I'd always be there crying
[03:19.16] For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around
[03:26.41]
[03:31.81] And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying
[03:41.43]
[03:43.84] I thought I could stop myself from lying
[03:48.67]
[03:50.82] For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round
[04:01.23]
[04:05.47] Oh flying, oh-oh
[04:13.11] Lying, oh-oh
[04:20.36] Crying, oh-oh
[04:27.18] Sighing, oh-oh
[04:34.23] Trying, oh-oh
[04:40.99] And dying, oh-oh
[04:46.26] For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground
[04:56.06] Yes, it is
[04:57.32]
[00:40.43] I thought I'd spend my whole life trying
[00:47.38] For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground
[00:56.08]
[01:02.45] Lying, I thought I'd never keep from lying
[01:12.59] I thought I'd lose it all by sighing
[01:17.01]
[01:19.44] For lying is that ancient art of hiding words that will never be found
[01:28.89]
[01:34.69] Crying, I thought I'd never stop that crying
[01:44.47] I thought I'd always dream of dying
[01:51.28] For crying is that ancient art of weeping rivers into the ground
[01:58.85]
[02:04.88] Oh dying, I thought I'd never see that dying
[02:14.05]
[02:16.40] I thought I'd spend my whole life flying
[02:23.23] For dying is that ancient art of keeping one world turning round
[02:33.05]
[03:02.07] Sighing, I thought I'd never keep from sighing
[03:09.84]
[03:12.66] I thought I'd always be there crying
[03:19.16] For sighing is that ancient art of breathing sadness all around
[03:26.41]
[03:31.81] And trying, I thought I'd spend my seasons trying
[03:41.43]
[03:43.84] I thought I could stop myself from lying
[03:48.67]
[03:50.82] For trying is that ancient art of proving that the world is round
[04:01.23]
[04:05.47] Oh flying, oh-oh
[04:13.11] Lying, oh-oh
[04:20.36] Crying, oh-oh
[04:27.18] Sighing, oh-oh
[04:34.23] Trying, oh-oh
[04:40.99] And dying, oh-oh
[04:46.26] For dying is that ancient art of growing flowers in the ground
[04:56.06] Yes, it is
[04:57.32]