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Crowded House

Too Good For This World

 

Too Good For This World

(album: Dreamers Are Waiting - 2021)


Go quickly my dear
Fly like the wind
Look at you chief
Your wings are magnificent
The air is alive
There's a mob set on violence
There must be a way
To escape from the follies of men
I may never see sailor again
If you see her, tell her I love her
Maybe one day it will all make sense
But if I have to leave her

I must be too good for this world
I must believe that I can reach the sky
My feathers are flowing
And my wings unfurled
I must be too good for this world

The dream was so real
It was truly divine
We made heavenly love
I saw God for a moment
I would if I could
But I can't reach him now
He's been carried away
On a horse with his head in the clouds
My sailor, my island, my dream
There will always be blue skies above her
She was just the right size for me
But if I have to leave her

I must be too good for this world
I must believe that I can reach the sky
My feathers are flowing and my wings unfurled
I must be too good for this world

These little things are meant to try us
These little wings were meant to fly
These little things are sent to try us
These little wings were meant to fly

I gave myself to love
It seemed so simple
Ah, but I only made things worse
And goodness is a curse

I must be too good for this world
I must believe that I can reach the sky
My feathers are flowing and my wings unfurled
I must be too good for this world

These little things are sent to try us
These little wings were meant to fly
These little things are sent to try us
These little wings were meant to fly

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