Feathers So Hollow

Spitting at cars on the overpass
Trying to find a way out
Living it up in the underground
Hoping to open my mind
Looking at heroes and vagabonds
And thinking of how they tried
Sipping the tears of the wild and sentimental
Faking their way through life

So I drink in my car 'til I can't see your face
But I can see just enough to get by
And I'm hit with my sin like a kiss on the wind
But I can smile with the dirt in my eye

But I think I'm ready
I think I'm ready
I'm ready to fly
I'm ready, I'm ready to fly

Sleeping inside a refinery
Rubbing the heat from my eyes
Shaken awake but the dream is never over
Running against the tide
But I plead and I want
All the freeways are haunted
By the fear that I saw in your face
So I bleed and I fold all the cards that I hold
And I trade in the greed for some grace

But I think I'm ready
I think I'm ready
I'm ready to fly
I'm ready, I'm ready to fly

I've spent too many years living inside my own head
Lying to myself and those I love
The light of reality hits me like a car crash
And I'm thrown through the windshield
But I don't hit the ground-
I just keep flying
I'm flying on wings of humility
Carried by winds of forgiveness
I'm ready live
I'm ready to die
I'm ready to fall
I'm ready to fly

Flicking the day from your cigarette
Trying to shed some light
Breaking the backs of the demons on my shoulders
Throwing them to the night

But I think I'm ready
I think I'm ready
I'm ready to fly
I'm ready, I'm ready to fly