Well it's a business after all
If you don't float then you must fall
Too much left to chance
Well I've missed that boat
So I dance and sing politely for my meals
While I wait impatient I'm strung for my deal
Your the sun
Melting the wax in my wings
Oh let me fly, let me fly
Let me take off cause I'm about to take off
Many stories float around
But not of the ones who've drown
Arms getting tired
But I'll catch that boat
Cause it's not for me
It's for my maker
When I rest I'll rest a mover and a shaker
Nothing left to chance
I don't fear anymore
This is it time to fly
One last breathe just as I sore
