Picture this: a falling star The door holds a kite string The two of us are holding fast Where will the fall leave us?
You were a prisoner And so was I Now we’re the hunted It opened my eye Into the arms of a thread that’s real This is our burden We've got find
Another way out If there are no such things as walls You are not a prisoner at all Another way out Yeah, there is nothing holding you So run like a caribou
Picture this: a night without cars Just hooves and long legs The two of us are horned and proud The city is ours again
You were a prisoner And so was I Now we’re the hunted It opened my eye Into the arms of a thread that’s real This is our burden We've got find
Another way out If there are no such things as walls You are not a prisoner at all There is nothing holding you So run like a caribou
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