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Texty: Carbon Leaf. Indian Summer. Paloma.

Chase the high ground, where you'd rather be
Where you might be found
Face all aglow, to leave from here
To pack up and go

But it takes some time to get away
And you will have to build from what remains
To run it takes the courage of a lamb
To love, the fierceness of a storm

Paloma you wonder if you'll miss the thunder
And everyone's staring but no one is caring for you now
Just spread your wings, latch onto the breeze
Just take the leap and you're free

Chase the high ground, where you'd rather be
Where you might be found
This move may erase the troubles in your head
Or expose the absence of your soul

And so, it takes some time to get away
And you will have to tear down what remains
And I can't stand by for goodbyes
So hold on to me or lead the way

Paloma you wonder if you'll miss the thunder
And everyone's staring but no one is caring for you now
Just spread your wings, latch onto the breeze
Just take the leap and you're free

Pace yourself when outrunning fear
Take cover when it's dark and keep an even keel
In your world you're only a phone away
But in my world you're too far to feel

And it may take some time to learn what's real
And you may have to beg and borrow and you will surely steal
Remember all those lonely sessions turned into yesterday's lessons
To never forget love, to never forget love

Paloma you wonder if you'll miss the thunder
And everyone's staring but no one is caring for you now
Just spread your wings, latch onto the breeze
Just take the leap and you're free

Paloma you cry out you beg for connection
The dreams you seek are straight ahead in every direction
Now you're free, now that you're free
Now that you're free, you're free

Paloma you wonder if you'll miss the thunder
And everyone's staring , but no one is caring for you
Paloma you cry out you beg for connection
The dreams you seek are straight ahead in every direction

Now you're free
Now that you're, you're free
Now that you're, you're free
You're free

Today I watched the greatest thing of all
A flock of birds, preparing for the fall