Dont Look Down

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C#  D | D#

[Verse]
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"Birds and planes go through the 
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rainbow
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Every day though you simply refuse
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Old-fashioned ferris wheels are no
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 big deal
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They're just big wheels with chairs
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So don't be scared Just set 
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yourself free
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She tells me it's alright
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To open up my eyes
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She holds onto my hand
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And the clouds float by
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The couple in the car below
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They wave to us and say hello
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I think they understand
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The way we're feeling

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I don't need to say 'I love you'
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When we're floating so far up above
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Everyone else's lives are 
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intertwined
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With yours and mine
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I hope they find the joy that 
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we have found

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She tells me it's alright
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To open up my eyes
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She holds onto my hand
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And the clouds race by
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The couple in the car above
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I suppose they think
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That we're in love
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I think they might be right

[Verse]
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And without warning when we're 
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almost at the top
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The wheel that turns us all comes 
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to a sudden stop
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The wind that's blown us dies a 
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quick and painless death
The air gets clammy and we hold each
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 other's breath
We get the feeling that we're not 
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alone in this
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And then a god who really ought 
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not to exist
Sticks out a great big hand and 
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grabs me by the wrist
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And asks me "why?" and I say "well 
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God, it's like this
It may be arrogance or just 
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appalling taste
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But I'd rather use my pain than 
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let it all go to waste
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On some old god who tells me what 
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I want to hear
As if I cannot tell obedience from 
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fear
I want to take my pleasures where 
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and how I will
Be they disgraceful or distasteful 
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or distilled
And to be frank I find that life has
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 more appeal
Without a driver who's asleep behind
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 the wheel"
Then God decides that he has taken 
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quite enough
Of all this atheistic tosh I'm 
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spouting off
And so he calls upon his favourite 
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angel choir
To sing of times when men were 
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filled with Christian fire
But over-zealous angels flap their 
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wings too fast
And cause the wind to blow and turn 
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the wheel at last
And soon my feet are safely back on 
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solid ground
And then I hear a voice say "don't 
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look down!"