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I jumped up like Apollo,
Crash landed on my feet,
The sun shot like a laser through my brain.
A little death had woken up,
And put a curse on me,
But I knew that that I'd be coming back again.
Inspiration, across the nation,
There's a poverty of expectation.
All I got to do was move ahead.
It's a blue sky,
It's a while cloud,
It's a flame.
It's a blue sky,
White cloud,
Burning flame.
I shot back to the mirror,
There was nothing left to see,
But a phantom with his heartbeat deep inside.
I could feel the dust of ages,
They were blowing back at me,
But I knew that I was born to get it right.
Everybody take the great leap forward,
Everybody knows the mysteries at hand,
If you've been praying all those sweet days for this,
Don't you know there is a whole different plan?
Sometimes I hear the madman calling,
He talks about some dark eternal place.
I've been waiting all my lifetime for this moment,
And now I've got to find some other ways.
One touch ignites this eagle,
One kiss for heaven's view,
I need the flame so I can feel alive.
You can tell my little brother,
No requiem for me,
I knew that I was born to make this flight.
Inspiration across the nation,
There's a poverty of expectation,
All I got to do was move ahead.
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