[00:01.120]Now and then behind the rows
[00:04.170]Of pearly teeth and fashion clothes
[00:08.670]She sees them in the mirror-tiles
[00:11.770]Trying on their latest smiles
[00:16.160]Light and warmth from spotlight beams
[00:19.410]Convincing them their nightmare is a dream
[00:27.330]Now and then when they're at rest
[00:30.150]Flocked in sleep in cuckoos' nests
[00:34.520]Feeling safe no need to hide
[00:37.770]She opens doors and windows wide
[00:41.710]And poised upon her painted claws
[00:45.400]She stretches out her gaudy wings and soars
[00:51.210]Far away
[00:55.020]Borne by the wind
[00:58.520]She roams the sky
[01:03.150]No one to say ... too low ... to high
[01:10.650]Or count the lonely miles that she has flown
[01:18.150]This world is hers alone
[01:23.150]But then again behind the rows
[01:25.960]She feels the piercing looks of those
[01:30.020]Who watch her every move in case
[01:32.840]She happens to forget her place
[01:36.770]Who sum her up ... deny her flight
[01:41.220]Aim their words and shoot her down on sight
[01:46.650]Far away
[01:49.650]
[01:50.540]Borne by the wind
[01:53.910]She roams the sky
[01:58.400]No one to stay ... too low ... too high
[02:06.090]Or count the lonely miles that she has flown
[02:13.590]This world is hers alone
[02:20.650]
[02:42.530]Far away
[02:46.100]Borne by the wind
[02:49.530]She roams the sky
[02:53.850]No one to stay ... too low ... too high
[03:01.600]Or count the lonely miles.....
[03:04.660]Far away
[03:08.160]Borne by the wind
[03:11.470]She roams the sky
[03:16.230]No one to say ... too low ... too high
[03:24.290]Or count the lonely miles that she has flown
[03:31.190]This world is hers alone
[03:34.820]
[03:40.820]Far awa