Standing on top of the world,na mountain of glass beneath my feet.nBaby, I can breathe in smoke, breathe out fireneverytime I close my eyes; everytime I sing out loudna raging ocean, billowing clouds.nI can flyninto the sky.nStaring right into the sun. Open your windowsnand sing your songs of revolution.nLiving for a quick fix. Living for celebration.nLearning how to deal with it, dealing out the medication.nI can flyninto the sky.