Cause it feels so natural
It feels so truly right
all my hungry longing
fades into the night

I'm riding purple wind
I'm finished being frightened
My hair is now let loose
And all my senses heightened

My skin speaks of my glory
Victory of a personal hell
I've stamped out burning timbers
And leaped out of my shell

I've bitten away the rope
Tying me to the chair of war
I've crossed t's and dotted i's
All along i have kept score

And on record i've been winning
This crooked little game
I've grown up, away from a steadying hand
And i'll never be the same

 
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