He could've tuned in, tuned in but he tuned out...A bad time,nothing could save him.
Alone in a carridor,waiting,locked out
he got up outta there,ran for hundred of miles
he made it to the ocean,had a smke in a tree
the wind rose up,set him down on his knee
a wave cme crashing like a fist to the jaw
delivered himwings, hey!! look at me now
arms wide open with the sea as his floor
oh,power,oh
he's...flying
whole
high...wide,,oh
he floated back down cause he wanted to share
his key tothe locks on the chains he saweverywhere
but first he was stripped and then he was stabbed
by faceless men,well,fuckers
he still stands
and he still gives his love,he just gives it saved
and smetimes is seen a strange spot in the sky
a human being that was given to fly
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