High, oh so high, chasing the lines across the sky,
They bend and break, rise and fall,
linger and shake in the wind and rest up so tall,
I’ve been changing my perspective, I’ve been changing my view,
Lying down in the back seat just to think things through,
The days that have passed, could they still exist,
If I forget the wrongs, could I ever be missed,
High, it’s all up in the sky,
the smoke clears and I’m alive,
I’m not here to say goodbye,
I’m not here right
I’ve been stoning the steps, I’ve been feeling alright,
I’ve been peeling off the letters for an Alibi,
I always seem to have a way out planned,
If I didn’t run, I wouldn’t know where to stand,

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