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I'm back in the air, but I've nowhere to go

I nervously glance at the mountains below

Two hours of sleep, seven more 'til the show

I pray to the goddess of coffee to keep me alive

The crew's getting wasted, we're back in the sky

I join in the fray, 'coz the rules don't apply

"Who cares anyway - when we're all gonna fry!"

But somehow we manage to land and we all have survived...

And the curtains are falling and the legions are calling tonight

And the curtains are falling and the legions are calling tonight

Have to fly away, though I'd rather stay

That's the price you pay, that's the game we play

When roaring to life the engines are loud

The mem'ries of you and the sound of the crowd

They're fading away as we break through the clouds

But I don't complain when we're back on the ground and alive...

And the curtains are falling and the legions are calling tonight

And the curtains are falling and the legions are calling tonight