Flight

Up high over Silverton
Camped among the stones
And when the sun sets in the San Juans
Their snow caps shine like chrome

Way up high above the treeline
Where the lakes are crystal clear
All the static and confusion
Just drift away up here

Gazing out in wonder
From peak to towering peak
And in the presence of such beauty
One doesn’t speak

Near the Summit of Mount Wilson
With no way to prepare
As an eight foot golden eagle
Rises up, takes to the air

And soaring like that eagle
From peak to towering peak
I find the feeling of the freedom
I came to seek

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Hi Ya Oh Oh Hi Ya Oh Oh
Oo Oo Oo Oo Oo Oo Oo
Hi Ya Oh Oh Hi Ya Oh Oh
Oo Oo Oo Oo Oo Oo Oo

There are times when life’s a burden
Dark times I can not see
But then I think back to Mount Wilson
Take flight and I am free

Soaring out among the peaks I’m free
Flying up above the clouds I see
Soaring out among the peaks I’m free
Flying up above the clouds I see

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