Fly Baby, Fly - The High Llamas

Fly baby, fly

Fly baby, fly

Fly baby, fly

With blue in the sweater

And red in the stone

It’s pleading to better

Paste it up and take it home

Berry thinks the day is over

Fly baby, fly

Berry, bring the lights down lower

Fly baby, fly

All the way to Talahomi

Fly baby, fly

The public are grieving

As they head for the door

Look, they’re up and they’re leaving

Back to where they were before

The public are grieving

As they head for the door

Look, they’re up and they’re leaving

Back to where they were before