Fly Me High
written by: Gary EDward Allen
Fly me high on the wings of tomorrow
And bring an end to all of this sorrow
Seems that all hope is slowly dying
But know I will never give up on trying
In a dangerous light we have been cast
And it’s only the fear of dying that lasts
Can we come together and make a stand
For the future lies in these empty hands
Endless teardrops fall in the acid rain
So many hearts cry out in endless pain
Imprisoned by these lonesome four walls
As in ancient Rome could humanity fall
With all the people and their collective fear
It seems that Armageddon draws near
Maybe Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hope for tomorrow shining brighter than today
As we scatter the ashes of our dearly departed
This leaves us all torn and brokenhearted
As this plague continues to hit close to home
Many thousands of souls die all alone
We pray for answers with the coming light
And an end to the nightmares in the night
Seek the answers on the wings of a prayer
We may turn around and hope will be there
Got to summon the strength from within
Let a new bond of love and care begin
- Forever More - September 2, 2020
- Angel - June 27, 2020
- Fly Me High - April 30, 2020
