Flight Testo

Standing on top of the world,a mountain of glass beneath my feet.
Baby, I can breathe in smoke, breathe out fire
everytime I close my eyes; everytime I sing out loud
a raging ocean, billowing clouds.
I can fly
into the sky.
Staring right into the sun. Open your windows
and sing your songs of revolution.
Living for a quick fix. Living for celebration.
Learning how to deal with it, dealing out the medication.
I can fly
into the sky.