Picture this, a falling star
A door holds a kite string
The two of us are holding fast
Oh where will the fall leave us
You were a prisoner
And so was I
Another hunter
Open eyed
Into the arms of
A threat that's real
This is our burden
We've got to find another way out
If there are no such things as walls
You're not a prisoner at all
Another way out
When there is nothing holding you
So run like a cannonball
Whoa oh oh oh
Picture this, a night without cars
Just hooves and long legs
The two of us, are horned and prowled
The city is ours again
You were a prisoner
And so was I
Another hunter
Open eyed
Into the arms of, a threat that's real
This is our burden
We've got to find
Another way out
If there are no such things as walls
You're not a prisoner at all
Another way out
If there is nothing holding you
So run like a cannonball
Whoa
Another way out
If there are no such things as walls
You're not a prisoner at all
Another way out
If there is nothing haunting you
So run like a cannonball
Whoa
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