Lyrics Fly Baby, Fly - The High Llamas

Fly Baby, Fly

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