Mark Brine

Lyrics

MARK BRINE: vocals, guitar
LINDA JOSEPH: violin, viola
JEFF PITCHER: lead guitar
JOHN OWNBY: standup bass
ART LABRIOLA: piano
PRODUCED by MARK BRINE
WRITER: Mark Brine
PUBLISHER: © 2003 Mark Brine Music (BMI)
RELEASE DATE: 01/01/2003
ISRC CODE: ushm90516426

The mist above the graveyard
Looked like freedom reaching up
Caressing the early darkened sky
And I felt a part of me let go
And it felt so good to feel
My spirit fly - FLY AWAY
Fly away from all the madness
And sadness of this world
The never-ending wars
Of pig-piles, groping, twisting
Tanglin', fightin' for the pie and yet
Still always wantin' more - no,
Fly - away, fly – away

Bridge:
Fly - away
Fly - away

The seed is placed deep in the dirt
Or else it cannot bloom
Still the flower just takes so very long
To come up thru the filthy earth
And reach out towards the sun
Like as if, to fly away
Yes, to fly away
Shedding of its seed and self
Upon the tilled earth's surface bare
Yes, it’s all the Gardener's plan
To pick his special roses
For His mansion in the air -
and in the air, we
Fly - away
Fly – away