flying

When I was a kid I used to buy and sell gravity I knew how to fly, and I would teach you for a fee Broke every window in my hotel heart When I was only five years old The twelve years scared But I’d hear the same voice echo in my mind It’d say, “Son, you’ve got an angel.” That’d chase the devil out the mind. –Preacher, by One Republic I want to fly. I’ve always wanted to fly. I have dreams about it. Sometimes it’s kind of an antigravity thing, where I just float up into the air … Read more