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Ghe could have tuned in, tuned in, but he tuned out
a bad time, nothing could Dsave him
alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out
he got up out of there, ran for hundreds of milesD
he made it to the ocean had a smoke in a tree
the wind rose up, set him down on his kneeD
a wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw,
delivered him wings, "hey look at me now..."D
Garms wide open with the sea as his floor
oh, oh, oh...D
Che's
pauzaflying, Gwhole!
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 fuckers...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! whole...
high! flying! whole...
he's flying! woah...
high... woah... oh...