Like birds on a high line <br />They line up at night time at the bar <br />They all once were lovebirds <br />Now bluebirds are all that they are <br />They landed in hell <br />The minute they fell from love's sky <br />And now they hope in the wine <br />That they'll find a new way to fly <br /> <br />A new way to fly <br />Far away from goodbye <br />Above the clouds and the rain <br />The memories and the pain <br />And the tears that they cry <br />Now the lessons been learned <br />They've all crashed and burned <br />But they can leve it behind <br />If they could just find <br />A new way to fly <br /> <br />By the end of the night <br />They'll be high as a kite once again <br />And they don't seem to mind all the time <br />Or the money they spend <br />It's a high price to pay <br />to just find a way to get by <br />But it's worth every dime <br />If they find a new way to fly <br /> <br />They'll leave it behind <br />As soon as they find <br />A new way to fly<br /><br />Jem Baker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-new-way-to-fly/
