Lyrics Gil Scott-Heron

Gil Scott-Heron

Or Down You Fall

I sail out on my paper ship

The sea is made of fire

I ride my horse of nuts and bolts

We made to never tire

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The world is just a simple circle

I've got to keep on turning, yeah

I've got to keep on turning

'Til I fall

Down to the top of a mountain

Inside a hollow stone

I pretend that I'm an iron man, yeah

Instead of flesh and bone

The world is just a simple circle

And it keep on turning, yeah

And it keep on turning

You've got to

Go away

I can't stand to see your face

Cause you've seen the weakest me

And now you know I'm only human

Instead of all the things I'd like to be

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