Testo di The Flight

I awoke this morning The empty room was deadly silent Cold gets me through I touched my back to face the truth Feathers slipping through my fingers The walls are slowly closing in I’m running out to windowsill Into the hands of fate I’m flying out to run astray Let the wind blow through my wings Speed up, I’m gonna fly so high Come rushing through the storm! If I’m never gonna land, let my flight become the highest ever Let me touch the sky There’s no location anymore The map’s erased. Can’t see the earth No destination. Empty space I wonder: Am I gonna land now? I’m feeling low, I’m feeling high Spreading under endless sky Into the hands of fate I’m going down to reach my way