Once you get a taste of freedom
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it's hard to settle down
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Once you get the hang of flying
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it's hard to touch back down
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Girl I know you're from the old school
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find a man and start a home
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But I can hear the sound of distant thunder
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calling us to roam
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Over yonder
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I can hear the sound of distant thunder
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I can see our destiny unfurl
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And I wonder
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at the mystery and beauty we'll discover
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When we embark and make our mark upon the world
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I can see your mama's worried
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that I won't take care of you
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'cause I ain't got no steady income
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no realistic point of view
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Don't she know that heaven smiles
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on those who live the life they love
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That's why you hear the sound of distant thunder
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coming from above
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Over yonder…
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Distant Thunder
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| The Gathering Field |
