Dropped

Duration

4:02

Genres

Indie Rock

Lyrics

These miles now mark misled movements Directions still point but where is home A drifter of a dreamers golden mind Here and now, there and then and back again Where I’ve been, what I’ve done and who I’ve become Seem so surprised by what they see I think it’s time we let them in on what we believe If I could fly you would clip my wings Imprison my body me being is free I kept my soul all I need is me An immolated sky of my painted notes Chance what you’ve got and live for what you’ve got to give