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We Can Fly from Here (New York 1980)

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Along the edge of this airfield The old prop shaft airliners stand Altimeters reading zero Formless memories lingeringNights are cold on this airfield I sit alone and watch the radar Locked on the wavelength Caught in the beam Falling slowly into the screenEvery day that you wait is one more that You've lost When you wake up I see you there On display Like some final point of no return Taking us there from hereAnd we can fly from here And we can fly from here And we can fly from here Into the sky that's clearing Look back we'll dry the tears For those once held so nearly In love we'll never disappearAlong the edge of this airfield The old prop shaft airliners stand Altimeters reading zero Formless memories lingeringAnd we can fly from here Into a sky so clearly Look back we'll dry the tears For those once held so nearly And we can fly from here And we can fly from hereAnd we can fly from here On the understanding That we can flyEvery day that you wait is one more that You've lost On display Like some final point of no returnEvery day that you wait is one more that You've lost On display Like some final point of no return