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 outta 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
He's flying whole

High

Wide
 
He floated back down
Cuz he wanted to share
This key to the locks
On the chains he saw everywhere

But first he was stripped
And then he was stabbed
By faceless men
The fuckers
He still stands
 
And he still gives his love
He just gives it away
The love he receives
Is the love that is saved
And sometimes is seen
A strange spot in the sky
A human being
That was given to fly

I'm flying... high

Flying ...

He's flying ... high