Sunrise, sunset
Since the beginning
it hasn't changed yet
People fly high begin to lose sight
You can't see very clearly
when you're in flight
It's high time that you found
the same people you misuse
on your way up
You might meet up on your way down
Vintage wines from the year '62
It's your thing, it's your thing
It pleases you
You got to frown when you cross town
You think it's an honor
just to have you around
You think the sun
rises and sets for you
But the same sun rises, sets
and shines on the poor folks too
I don't mind you turning round
I myself would even like
a little higher ground
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