High Flying Bird
Elton John · Don't Shoot Me (I'm Only The Piano Player)
I saw it as you flew between my reason
Like a raven in the night time when you left
I wear a chain upon my wrist that bears no name
You touched it and you wore it
And you kept it in your pillow all the same
My high-flying bird has flown from out my arms
I thought myself her keeper
She thought I meant her harm
She thought I was the archer
A weather man of words
But I could never shoot down
My high-flying bird
The white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet red
You bled upon the cold stone like a young man
In the foreign field of death
Wouldn't it be wonderful is all I heard you say
You never closed your eyes at night and learned to love daylight
Instead you moved away
High Flying Bird
Elton John's "High Flying Bird" stands as a quintessential example of his mid-1970s rock and roll style, delivered with his signature piano-driven intensity. Featured on the album "Don't Shoot Me (I'm Only The Piano Player)," the track showcases his ability to blend pop sensibilities with a gritty, blues-inflected edge that defined his career during this period. The song captures the raw energy of his live performances, where his virtuosic piano work often took center stage, driving the rhythm and emotional core of the recording. As a staple of his discography, it reflects the era's shift toward more complex song structures and darker thematic explorations, cementing his status as a leading figure in rock music history.