I would not dare singnto tame a lion nthat's right in front of menfine art, not tryingnbut the stronger my voice, nthe weaker my cannonnand the morning will come nwhen i am still standingnnevery present island, nand some novel constellationsnlonesome for an age of navigationnthe stronger your voice, nthe longer your shadownso I will hide under nhumble bravadonnyou said, this is no life for introspectionnyou were raising your fist at the static stationnnWell I want a life or just wanna feel itnI want a sky I can kick my feet innI want a sky I can kick my feet in