Fly Away

When I was a little boy it was easier to be
Little girls were young and pretty
Laughing faces nice to see
Happy times can be forgotten
Times of hate, not easily
All our wine has turned to water
Blood and teardrops say to me to
Fly away, fly away, fly away
Fly away, fly away, fly away
Take me to the mountaintops
Valleys filled with grace
Fill me up with wine and water
Take me from my wretched place
I’m a part of death and murder
Phony acts of secrecy
Take the time to gaze about you
Take the time to call to me and
Fly away, fly away, fly away
Fly away, fly away, fly away
They are flying away, not for a day
Far from where I can see
Fly away, fly away, fly away
Changing slightly every moment
Sitting till while time goes on
Try to hide from fields of plunder
Gazing mildly at the dawn
Righteousness is not in hiding
Salvation not in loneliness
Sometimes life is not for touching
All our sins are simply tests for
Fly away, fly away, fly away
Fly away, die away, all the way
Then you fly away, fly away, ah-ah
Fly away
Then you fly away, fly away
Won’t you fly away