In the Past ... On the Ground

Now it's time, time to fly
Now it's time, time to fly
Despite crippled wings, forget your crippled wings
Forget mangled hearts, forget these fragile times
Black holes... past tense...
Blood drops for the wolves
You might look down and wonder why
We are to walk such jagged lines

Look down- look down and wonder why
We are to walk, to walk, such jagged lines
This is a choice,
Don't try to fool yourself.
It's all a choice.
And just for the moment,
I choose to stand,
On these two feet
They're just lifting me away.
And just for the moment,
I choose to stand,
On these two feet
They're just lifting me away.
Yeah, just lifting me, and lifting me away
Yeah, just lifting me, and lifting me away
Yeah, just lifting me, and lifting me away
Yeah, life me away...
There is a reason for gaps in our thoughts
Blood drops... past tense...
There is a reason for gaps in our thoughts
Blood drops... past tense...
We are the prints of what was left behind
We are the prints of what was left behind
We are the prints of what was left behind
We are the prints of what was left behind
All of us, all of us
GO!
Look down!
Look down and wonder why
We are to walk, to walk, such jagged lines
This is a choice
Don't try to fool yourself
It's all a choice
It's all a choice...
Black holes... past tense...
Blood drops for the wolves
You might look down,
And wonder why
We are to walk
These jagged lines
NOW IT'S TIME TO FLY
NOW IT'S TIME TO FLY
NOW IS THE TIME TO FLY
NOW IT'S TIME TO-



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