LYRIC

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Great Blue City in the Sky makes me wonder what it´s like to die
Escape the madness, escape the pain through the thunder, through the rain
Death of angels, death of Saints
Not up there though, in that mystic place
Amidst the mountains, in the sand
A fitting place for this wonderland
Eras passing by and by
In this ageless City in the sky
Situating Confiscating Meditating Alienating
Peace be with you, or so it seems
Follow your heart, follow your dreams
Pick up the pieces off the floor
build a glider and go ´head and soar
Great Blue City in the Sky makes me wonder what it´s like to fly
Escape the madness, escape the pain through the thunder, through the rain
(harmonica interlude)
One for the money two for the show
If you´re not ready there won´t be a show
so keep to the wind, stick to the stars
if you keep dreaming you´re sure to go far
Wizards and witches they´ll change the game
But what can you do? You´re stuck with your name
So put all your woes and your troubles in a cup
Hold your nose and drink it up
Great Blue City in the Sky makes me wonder what it´s like to die
Escape the madness, escape the pain, through the thunder, through the rain

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