| Lyrics: | He could have tuned in, tuned in, but he tuned out
a bad time, nothing could save
him
Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out
he got up out of there, ran for hundreds of
miles
He made it to the ocean
had a smoke in a tree
The wind rose up, set him down on
his knee
Wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw,
Delivered him wings, "Hey, look at me
now..."
Arms wide open with the sea as his floor
Oh, oh oh...
He's flying!
Woah!
Whole! Woah! Oh...
Floated back down 'cause he wanted to share
his key to
the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
But first he was stripped, and then he was
stabbed
by faceless men, well... He still stands.
And he still gives his love, he just
gives it away
the love he recieves is the love that is saved
And sometimes is seen a
strange spot in the sky
a human being that was given to fly
Flying!
Woah...
Whole! Flying! Woah...
Flying Woah...
Oh Woah |
