Found again, still unbroken in the arms of a friend
Red clay, black past, naïveté and reckless past
I'll make it easy for you
You thought you knew me and I guess I thought that I knew you
But when push came to shove we quickly found out that wasn't true
I thought I could hold paradise in my hand
Love and friends remain
And keep us sane
With their help you and I are gonna fly high, fly high
Then it became a game of manipulation and scorn
Treated as undeserving, choosing to alienate those around you
Alienation, degradation, trials and tribulation
All the time we were missing the signs in our search for the sublime
Rehydration, depreciation
And the realization that it's time for the reclamation of our souls
So we feel the pain, the strain of the day on that beautiful lawn
Sunrise over palm trees on a blood red dawn
Over by the Tangelo tree
Love and friends remain
And keep us sane
With their help you and I are gonna fly high, fly high
Love of the music and a good-time Sunday Smile
Natural beauty of the beaches, jungles, canyons in the sky
Watching an albatross fly
A community of souls aspiring to transcend
To fly high above or sail the ocean's end
We'll start a new chapter, get what we're after
Love and friends remain
And keep us sane
With their help you and I are gonna fly high, fly high, fly high