Fly It High (Walters)
Scattered are the seeds to sprout new trees
His gaze now up to sun
100 pouring beads and blood-scarred knees
His work is finally done
The hermit spins him lies to singe his eyes
And turn his mind again
He burrows in his claws of brilliant pause
To grasp and reel him in
To grasp and reel him in
The priests of age, they threw him toward
A future lost, without reward
They made him doubt the dials of chance
Would spin him into circumstance
To fly it high and lose his mind
And savor spice, forgotten shine
As worth dissolves our spells of streak
Stir thick our swollen lives in peak
lives in peak
lives in peak
lives in peak
The window is a gauge to look with rage
At ordinary turns
Our wasted lives could be so finally free
Of everyday concerns
Pick up on the vibe and form the tribe
To gather spirit in
Unless you've given in and mortgaged win
They've finally reeled you in
They've finally reeled you in
The priests of age, they threw him toward
A future lost, without reward
They made him doubt the dials of chance
Would spin him into circumstance
To fly it high and lose his mind
And savor spice, forgotten shine
As worth dissolves our spells of streak
Stir thick our swollen lives in peak
lives in peak
lives in peak
lives in peak
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