Fly

It comes as some surprise; we thought you were so brave
«No mountain was too high to climb,"the epitaph for your grave
But now this fear of flying, and references to age
Keep you down upon the ground; an eagle in a cage
You talk to me about courage, wasn’t it you who said
«Once you stop trying, you’re better off dead»
It’s time to fly…
There are things that must be said; you can’t shortchange the truth
Uttering quaint civilities while they piss upon your boots
You do it for the kids, you do it for the wife
You do it until you can’t deny you’ve done in your whole life
You talk to me about courage, wasn’t it you who said
«Once you start lying, you’re better off dead»
It’s time to fly…
There once was an old man who lived upon the edge
«Come here to me my little one, ««No, I’m afraid…,"the Child said
He coaxed her with a smile, saying «no harm will come to you»
Then he pushed her off into the wind; she spread her arms and flew
You talk to me about courage, wasn’t it you who said
«Once you start flying, you’ll never fear death»
It’s time to fly…