
The Aviator Deep Purple
"The Aviator" by Deep Purple, released in 1973, is a #Rock song that explores themes of freedom, adventure, and the longing for escape through flight. The lyrics convey a sense of yearning and introspection, while the music features intricate guitar work and dynamic shifts. Its blend of progressive rock elements has solidified its place in the genre's legacy.

[Verse 1]
Riding on the moonpath in the silver of the night
The fragrance on the air was of another time
I cried in all my innocence, you were dressed in white
And even if I'd had the strength, I couldn't move to save my life
[Verse 2]
The fear and the thrill of the beast at the window
The shivers and the chills on the hottest of nights
He walked right through my open door
As I began to run, he threw some gold upon the floor, and said
''Plenty more where that came from''
[Chorus 1]
I'm tired of the bombs
I'm tired of the bullets
I'm the aviator
A dream's a dream whatever it seems, whatever it seems
[Verse 3]
I flew along the lighted streets, I flew above the town
I flew in ever rising circles ever further from the ground
As I begin to lose my breath, faces turn and spin
A distant corner of the room will open up and let me in
[Chorus 2]
I'm tired of the news
I'm tired of the weather
I'm the aviator
A dream's a dream whatever they say, whatever they say
Riding on the moonpath in the silver of the night
The fragrance on the air was of another time
I cried in all my innocence, you were dressed in white
And even if I'd had the strength, I couldn't move to save my life
[Verse 2]
The fear and the thrill of the beast at the window
The shivers and the chills on the hottest of nights
He walked right through my open door
As I began to run, he threw some gold upon the floor, and said
''Plenty more where that came from''
[Chorus 1]
I'm tired of the bombs
I'm tired of the bullets
I'm the aviator
A dream's a dream whatever it seems, whatever it seems
[Verse 3]
I flew along the lighted streets, I flew above the town
I flew in ever rising circles ever further from the ground
As I begin to lose my breath, faces turn and spin
A distant corner of the room will open up and let me in
[Chorus 2]
I'm tired of the news
I'm tired of the weather
I'm the aviator
A dream's a dream whatever they say, whatever they say
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