Well, the good days taught me many things
Without the use of words
And that what we reap is what we sow
And I thought rising early
Was the only thing to do
Sipping cup, riding with the load
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This was long before the time
Metals and machines
And through the harvest, blue sheep gathered in
Such a long and hardy process
A battle with the skies
Before each carriage home could begin
Ooh, the higher we aspire, the further we can fall
The stronger our foundations have to be
The miracles we follow, we choose them every day
Riding out for all the world to see
As the star grew higher and higher
Pressure too would mount
To keep your shape, symmetry may change
With the strong and steady arms out
A keen and focused eye
I load the wagon up right in its frame
Ooh, the higher we aspire, the further we can fall
The stronger our foundations have to be
The miracles we follow, we choose them every day
Riding out for all the world to see
Instrumental
Ooh, the higher we aspire, the further we can fall
The stronger our foundations have to be
The miracles we follow, we choose them every day
Riding out for all the world to see
Instrumental
Though I drew a picture
Of the lessons I received
Okay with that, it ended just the same
For the load we build, is ours to ride
However off the tracks
What ever odds might lie along the lane
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