Risking Things

There's something wild with me
It takes the bus with me
Traces the footsteps
Makes all the quarter beats
Hang on limbs
Low enough to stow
There's something wild with me
It holds a gun to me
I take it out with my own
And tell everybody
I'm going away
So long

I'm fine with leaving everyone
Just let me say this to my son
The body is a prison
The mind can not be tamed
Planets are all tentative
Given the chance
We all could live
Somewhere at the same time

They try to educate us
Sit down, negotiate it
I'm far from home
And know where this is going
They want to weed people out
Make this place my home

Am I fine with leaving everything
Tell me what Can I bring?
The body refuses to sing
The mind is such a beauty
Planets are all relative
To stars made out of me and you
Somewhere at the same time

I'm fine with leaving everyone
Just let me say this to my son
The body is a prison
The mind can not be tamed
Planets are all tentative
Given the chance
We all could live
Somewhere at the same time



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Smith Iii
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