There's smoke in my iris
But I painted a sunny day on the insides of my eyelids
So I'm ready now, I'm ready for life in this city
My wings have grown almost enough to lift me

And I ain't getting any younger
My knuckles wear their bruises well
I've yet to lose that hunger
But only time can tell

Hearts part oceanscapes just to watch the starlet unfold
It's like sketching a circle in the dirt with a pointed stick
Knowing the wind'll kill it someday
Still it calms my burning wits for now...

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