From the recording Last Night On Cherokee
Lyrics
Curse the ground and curse the sky
Every truth has its lie
And if you falter give it one more try
Pick it up and dust it off
One more push and you're aloft
Don't get too high while you're getting lost
Flying too close to the sun
You'll wish for death while you cry for life
On bended knee with a sharpened knife
It's gonna cut you twice
Flying too close to the sun