T R OY JA M E S

FLIGHT OF INSPIRATION

THROUGH WINTER CHILL OR SEARING SUMMER’S HEAT

ANOTHER SUMMER NIGHT YOU’LL SOMEDAY FLY

THROUGH WINTER CHILL OR SEARING SUMMER’S HEAT

YOU CANNOT HOPE TO KNOW UNTIL YOU TRY

VANISH IN RISING WIND, ALL SORROWS PAST

THE LIFE BEFORE YOU IS YOUR PARADISE

VANISH IN RISING WIND, ALL SORROWS PAST

TO NEVER LAND’S WORTH ANY SACRIFICE

YOU FEEL THE MANY WEARY HOURS WORN THIN

THE CRUMBS OF LOVE LOCKED IN GILDED CAGE

NOBODY SEES THE SHINING HEART WITHIN

FLY FAR FROM DEATH IN EVIL WARS THEY WAGE

CLOSE FAST THE IRON DOOR; TURN OUT THE LIGHT

FLY HIGH AND DON’T SURRENDER IN YOUR FIGHT