Gary Brooker - Keith reid

There was no more fear of flying Once the final word were spoke There was no more tears of crying It had all become a joke Though they took a vow of silence Still the rumours quickly spread There was no more point in trying for the great affair was dead There was no more fear of flying There was no more fears and pain There was no more need for spying They had everything to gain There was no more fear of flying There was no more tortured brow They had dropped the safety curtain They had killed the sacred cow There was everything to live for There was nothing to explain They had left the scene, triumphant They would live to fight again There was no more fear of flying There was no more fears and pain There was no more need for spying They had everything to gain