Rare Bird - Central Park lyrics

Flowing rivers, craggy mountainside Wondering, watching as your mind flies by Drop your feet down to the ground Better try Now's the time to free your mind Fly, fly, fly Hold your head up to the sky, fly high See the heaven's open doors fly by Angels hold you near Now your path is clear God has cast out fear Mind fly by Cast yourself and sail into the sun You've had your fun Cast yourself and sail into the sun You've had your fun Now your time has come Now your time has come Now your time has come Now your time has come Man in the street in a long black coat Short black coat who looks like a goat Chances are he's one of the few Looks no different from me and you New Yorker, New Yorker There's an evil little man With a gun in his hand Somebody said you know he plays for a band What's he doin' in Central Park You Know, after dark He's the lunar, he's the groover He's the head park shark Head park shark, head park shark Head park shark, head park shark