The Arcana - Flying High lyrics

I need a fast train On a smooth line Gonna ride it Into time Bleed a cold sweat For a short while But the feeling Soon subsides Found a gold coin In a bronze grail Have a lifetime In the sky Grab a needle With a handshake Make a slow cut With a knife See the sunburst On a red moon With a cold wind Blowing by When the rain comes Sigh with sorrow Then tomorrow Flying high, flying high, flying high *** Thanks James for the lyrics