Ripcord

Tonight Forever

From shallow reeds they lift at dawn
Their wings like blades, the flock is drawn
Across the steppe, the air runs thin
They do not circle, they only begin

They follow a course that no stars betray
A crimson horizon pulls them away

The flight of the flamingos, long and high
Through the borderless currents of the sky
Silent wings where the dark winds grow
To the fields where the heavy chimneys glow

They leave behind the salted brine
The river’s edge, the crooked line
Through forests black, through iron haze
They do not wander, they do not graze

No feather breaks from the scarlet stream
They fly with a single, sharpened dream

The flight of the flamingos, burning red
Through the whisper of clouds where the cold winds spread
No sound of song, no cry below
Only sparks where the heavy chimneys glow

Over the border, night is near
The air grows thick, the path is clear
They do not falter, they do not veer
Their beaks are pointed north of here

Through distance wide, their purpose stays
A line of fire through iron greys

The flight of the flamingos, sharp and true
Over forests of steel and rivers blue
Silent arcs where the cinders flow
To the gates where the heavy chimneys glow

Не ради зернá, і не ради пашнú
Летять за іскрóю в димú і в вогнí
Єдине крилó, одинóке рішéння
Зникають, мов тíні, вдаряють — мов кáміння

Their path is written, their wings don’t sway
They follow the dark until night turns day

The flight of the flamingos, far they roam
From the fields of wheat to their furnace home
No cry of return, no backward glow
Only ash where the heavy chimneys glow

Flight of the Flamingos

And I wake up in the morning
Realising I'm alone,
And it's been ever so long since
You've been gone ...

And I go visit the music site
Where some writers wrote a song
About love and life and friendships,
Marriages that last so long ...

Such beautiful songs ... such beautiful songs ...

And I want to write a classic,
A love song, for you and me,
Then I look around, remembering
You're no longer here, you see.

And I want to sing out loud
About all that we once were ...
And yet everything I'm left with are
Memories of yesteryear ...

Do you still care?
Do you still care?

There's the country star that writes
Stunning songs in voice so deep;
There's the rocker, there's the crooner,
They could write songs in their sleep.

And I want so bad to have
The kind of love they sing about ...
I remember what we had
And I wonder, full of doubt ...

Has all we had ... just turned to naught?

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And I want to sing out loud
About all that we once were ...
And yet everything I'm left with are
Memories of yesteryear ...

And I want to write a classic,
A love song, for you and me,
Then I look around, remembering
You're no longer here, you see ...

No longer with me.

Break On Me

Keith Urban

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