He could have tuned in
tuned in
but he tuned out A bad time
nothing could save him Alone in a corridor
waiting
locked out He got up out of there ran for hundreds of miles
He made it to the ocean Had a smoke in a tree The wind rose up
set him down on his knees A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw Delivered him wings - "Hey
look at me now" Arms wide open with the sea as his floor Oh! He s FLYING! Oh
HIGH! WIDE! Oh
He floated back down cause he wanted to share His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere But first he was stripped
and then he was stabbed By faceless men
well ers
he still stands.
And he still gives his love
he just gives it away
The love he recieves is the love that is saved And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky A human being that was given to fly He s FLYING! Oh
HIGH! WIDE! He s FLYING! |
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