Album: Colors (2016)

This City Is A Cage

Why should I think I can fly?
This city is a cage.
And I have heard the hopeful prophesy and hit the iron way up high,
Then fall to the ground.

And like a shooting star,
Our brightest light is in the part so close to burning up,
Like stars that break for what they love too hard,
But love is a pain we choose.
And maybe love is worth the fight...