كلمات New Transmission

Tracing my steps right back to where it all began Looking for clues to surmise why it is that I am Uncovering this irony As I behold this vision in front of me I'm watching the water erase my steps in the sand Sometimes I've felt like a zeppelin grounded at land Like anchoring points to this earth are manacles and In severing strings To the former things The anvils binding me to gravity I'll give them the slip in ignition to infinite paths Searching the stars for answers Never to come back down Gazing through the smoke At the cities below And they watch as I'm becoming just a face in the clouds Their faces are shrinking in the thinning air The bonds are breaking in the twilight glare