Courtesy of Rob at Crab Apple Lane...
Sail on, sail on
I will rise each day to greet the dawn
So high, so high
I've found my freedom flying high
Without my wings, you know I'd surely die
I've found my freedom flying high
I climb the mountains of the sky
Blame the Barking Spider, he's why I own six Kansas albums. (And perhaps he can correct the quote: I don't think they repeat the freedom line, but that CD is in a box in my new apartment.)
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