i have seen worlds born in my head hanging on silver threads for that, they cry “crazy”
i’m burning up under a small-town sun but give me the chance to run the skies will obey me
hitched a ride on a madman’s heart i’ve never been out so far the cosmos are beckoning
and there is a beast round every door but what else is courage for? each step is a reckoning
so don’t you promise unless you swear on it there is no coming home from losing innocence
but in my hair are comets i’ve never felt so honest never mind all the times they’ve said i don’t make sense because the stars have christened me “magnificent”
i carry my own guns for a fight but that little girl poised for flight each time i still bring her
but she’s taught me not to trust so hard because patience just gives you scars; they burn and they linger
so don’t you promise unless you swear on it there is no coming home from losing innocence
but in my hair are comets i’ve never felt so honest never mind all the times they’ve said i don’t make sense because the stars have christened me “magnificent”
falling through cracks to older times planets along my spine there’s so much i want to keep