this is a call to the colourblind
this is an i.o.u.
i'm stranded behind the horizon line
tied up in something true
yes i'm grounded, got my wings clipped
i'm surrounded by all this pavement
guess i'll circle, while i'm waiting
for my fuse to dry
someday i'll fly
someday i'll soar
someday i'll be so damn much more
'cause i'm bigger than my body gives me credit for
maybe i'll tangle in the power lines
and it might be over in a second's time
but i'll gladly go down in a flame
if a flame's what it takes to remember my name
to remember my name, yeah
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