Given To Fly

He couldn't turn in, turn in, but he turned out

Bad times, nothing could save him

Alone in the corridor, waking, locked out

He got up out there, hunt for hundreds of miles

Made it to the ocean, had a smoke and a treat

The wind rose up and set him down on his knees

Wave came crashing like fuzz to the jaw

Delivering wings, hey, look at him now

Arms wide open with the city's floor

Oh, power, oh, he's flying, whoa, high, wide, oh.

He floated back down 'cause he wanted to share

He skied to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere

But first there was treatment, and then he was tared

And by a faceless man, well, fuckers, he's still still him.

And he still give his love, he just give it away.

The love he receives is the love that he said.

And sometimes it seems a strange spot in the sky.

I am a human being that was given to fly

Fly, yeah, ooh

I fly, yeah, ooh

And he's flying, oh, high, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,