Given to fly

Esse dia foi muito feliz, com vinte pessoas que também compartilham o sonho.

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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 knee

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, Power, oh...He's flying! Woah!Whole! Woah! Oh...

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 stabbedby faceless men, well...

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

Flying! Woah...Whole! Flying! Woah...Flying Woah...Oh Woah...

Lucy in the sky with diamonds

Ansiedade. Vontade. Daquelas que doem o estômago - por que o tempo não passa mais rápido? Como vai ser? Se eu tivesse a receita do bolo ou uma bola de cristal, estaria melhor?

Na mente, só penso nisso. Quase obsessivamente. É difícil me relacionar com quem não tenha este tipo de liberdade na cabeça, que não sonhe com estes horizontes.

Chegará o tempo de partir. Sem olhar para trás, de malas vazias e o coração feliz, muito feliz.