| I’ve waited for this moment all my life and more
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| And now I see so clearly what I could not see before
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| The time is now or never and this chance won’t come again
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| Throw caution and myself into the wind
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| There’s no promise of safety with these secondhand wings
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| But I’m willing to find out what impossible means
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| A leap of faith
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| Parody of an angel, miles above the sea
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| I hear the voice of reason screaming up to me
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| «You've flown far too high boy, now you’re too close to the sun
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| Soon your makeshift wings will come undone»
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| But how will I know limits from lies if I never try?
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| Theres no promise of safety with these secondhand wings
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| But I’m willing to find out what impossible means
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| Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams
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| Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me
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| Nothing to me, nothing to me
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| I will touch the sun or I will die trying
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| Die trying
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| Fly on these secondhand wings
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| Willing to find out what impossible means
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| Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams
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| Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me
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| Nothing to me, means nothing to me, miles above the sea |