I would not dare sing
to tame a lion
that's right in front of me
fine art, not trying
but the stronger my voice,
the weaker my cannon
and the morning will come
when i am still standing
every present island,
and some novel constellations
lonesome for an age of navigation
the stronger your voice,
the longer your shadow
so I will hide under
humble bravado
you said, this is no life for introspection
you were raising your fist at the static station
Well I want a life or just wanna feel it
I want a sky I can kick my feet in
I want a sky I can kick my feet in

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