There is a time for flying like an eagle
There is a time for falling like a stone
But if you stop dead
Take a look around
Maybe you'll watch the seasons flow
And then you'll finally know
There is a time for falling like a stone
But if you stop dead
Take a look around
Maybe you'll watch the seasons flow
And then you'll finally know
As the atmosphere rolls away
Though appearances stay the same
You can't fly twice in the same patch of sky
You won't find rest till you're ready to change
There is a time for walking on the water
There is a time for drifting out to sea
But if you stop dead
Take a look around
One day you'll find you're back on land
And then you'll understand
As the atmosphere rolls away
Though appearances stay the same
You can't fly twice in the same patch of sky
You won't find rest till you're ready to change
One day you'll find you're back on land
And then you'll understand
As the atmosphere rolls away
Though appearances stay the same
You can't fly twice in the same patch of sky
You won't find rest till you're ready to change
It's over my head
It's over my head
But if you stop dead
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March Of Progress
Dead Reckoning
Subsurface
Critical Mass
Hypothetical
Clone