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About the Song

Among the iconic rock anthems of the late 70s, REO Speedwagon’s “Time for Me to Fly” soars with a message of liberation and self-discovery. This 1978 hit, from their album You Can Tune a Piano, But You Can’t Tuna Fish, resonates with anyone who has ever yearned to break free from constraints and chase their dreams.

“Time for Me to Fly” opens with a powerful guitar riff, setting the stage for a song that is both introspective and empowering. Kevin Cronin’s vocals, conveying a mix of frustration and determination, paint a picture of someone who has reached a turning point. The lyrics speak of swallowing pride, living a lie, and a desperate need for relief. It’s a relatable sentiment, the yearning to break free from a situation that no longer serves you.

As the chorus explodes with the line, “It’s time for me to fly, gotta spread my wings and learn to fly”, the song takes on a triumphant tone. The soaring melody and driving rhythm become a sonic representation of breaking free from limitations and taking charge of one’s destiny. The lyrics become a rallying cry for anyone who has ever felt trapped, urging them to take a leap of faith and pursue their aspirations.

“Time for Me to Fly” is not just about physical freedom; it’s also about emotional liberation. It delves into the complexities of personal growth, the courage it takes to break free from unhealthy patterns, and the exhilarating feeling of finally taking control of your life. The song celebrates the power of self-belief and the potential that lies within each of us to reach new heights.

Beyond the emotional resonance, “Time for Me to Fly” is a prime example of REO Speedwagon’s signature sound. The tight harmonies, Gary Richrath’s soaring guitar solos, and Cronin’s soulful vocals come together to create a powerful and enduring rock anthem. The song’s energy is infectious, leaving the listener feeling inspired and motivated to pursue their own dreams.

“Time for Me to Fly” remains a cornerstone of classic rock radio and continues to resonate with audiences of all ages. It’s a timeless reminder that it’s never too late to spread your wings and take flight, to break free from the things that hold you back and soar towards a brighter future.REO Speedwagon Reacts to Unexpected 'Bohemian Rhapsody' Movie Shoutout

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Lyrics: Time for Me to Fly

I’ve been around for you
I’ve been up and down for you
But I just can’t get any relief
I’ve swallowed my pride for you
I’ve lived and lied for you
But you still make me feel like a thief
You got me stealin’ your love away
‘Cause you never give it
Peeling the years away
And we can’t relive it
I make you laugh
And you make me cry
I believe it’s time for me to flyYou said we’d work it out
You said that you had no doubt
That deep down we were really in love
Oh, but I’m tired of holding on
To a feeling I know is gone
I do believe that I’ve had enoughI’ve had enough of the falseness
Of a worn out relation
Enough of the jealousy
And the intoleration
I make you laugh
And you make me cry
I believe it’s time for me to fly[Refrain:]
Time for me to fly
Oh, I’ve got to set myself free
Time for me to fly
And that’s just how it’s got to be
I know it hurts to say goodbye
But it’s time for me to flyOh, don’t you know it’s…
[Refrain]It’s time for me to fly
[Repeat to end]

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