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I've come all this way
Through twist turns and trite
Thinking that I can be a better man to learn to be all that I can
To be anything other than what I am
I've come all this way
To learn I wasn't right
because I'm the same old son of a gun and dove and one of a pair the two of us
will only fly as high as we can shoot.
I reached too high
Now I can't
tell one sky from the rest
I reached too high, there's only clouds below
I've come all this way
To be anything I might
But I might become anything, because anything goes when you're a man like me
Or so I thought when I started cutting ties
I've come all this way
To learn I wasn't right
Because I'm the same old son of a gun and dove and no matter what I'm dreaming of
I may only fly as high as I can shoot
I reached too high
Now I can't
tell one sky from the rest
I reached too high, there's only clouds below
We could spread our wings and coast
Go which way the wind blows most
(I reached too high,
can't tell one sky from the rest)