[Verse 1]
Days up and down, they come like rain on a conga drum
Forget most, remember some, but don't turn none away
Everything is not enough and nothin' is too much to bear
Where you been is good and gone, all you keep is the gettin' there

[Chorus]
Well, to live's to fly both low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings and the sleep out of your eyes

[Verse 2]
We all got holes to fill and them holes are all that's real
Some fall on you like a storm, sometimes you dig your own
The choice is yours to make, time is yours to take
Some sail upon a sea, some toil upon the stone

[Chorus]
Well, to live's to fly both low and high
Shake the dust off of your wings and the sleep out of your eyes

[Verse 3]
Goodbye to all my friends, it's time to leave again
Think of all the poetry and the pickin' down the line
I'll miss the system here, the bottom's low and the treble is clear
It don't pay to think too much on things you leave behind
[Chorus]
Well, to live's to fly both low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings and the sleep out of your eyes

[Post-Chorus]
Shake the dust off of your wings and the tears out of your eyes