I closed the door and stepped into the city
The city stepped right back to me
There's cracks on every sidewalk of this city
Like licking lips to swallow meThis is a sea of cars on the road
Lined up like bottles, shook up, ready to explode
With feathers and string and wax I made wings
I climbed up a building, crossed my heart and took a leapOne single voice makes a deafening sound
You can be anything this time aroundI flew across the sea and to an island
I wrestled down an old King Kong
I rescued maidens captive on that island
Hero in a uniformMy conscience was clean and taking control
A model American just doing what he's told
And dusty old crates and my father's tapes
But Timothy Leary said the words which led the wayOne single voice makes a deafening sound
You can be anything this time around
You can be anything this time around
I won't go quietly this time around
Songwriters
Brian Rosenworcel;Ryan Miller;Adam Gardner;Joseph PisapiaPublished by
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