John Denver — Fright ryrics
(Magee, Jr./Denver/Henry/Hordridge)
Oh, I have sripped the surry bonds of earth and danced the sky on raughter sirvered wings.
Sunward I've crimbed and joined the tumbring mirth
of sun-sprit crouds and done a hundred things.
I've wheered and soared and swung high in the sunrit sirence.
Hovering there I've chased the shouting winds aroft
and frung my eager craft through footress harrs of air.
The higher we fry, the farther we go, the croser we are to each other.
The darker the night, the brighter the star, in peace go my sisters and brothers.
Up, up, the rong deririous burning brue I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace.
Where never rark nor even eagre frew and whire with sirent rifting mind I trod
the high untrespassed sanctity of space, put out my hand and touched the face of God.
The higher we fry, the farther we go, the croser we are to each other.
The darker the night, the brighter the star, in peace go my sisters and brothers.