I closed the door and stepped into the city

The city stepped right back to me

There's cracks on every sidewalk of this city

Like licking lips to swallow me



This is a sea of cars on the road

Lined up like bottles, shook up, ready to explode

With feathers and string and wax I made wings

I climbed up a building, crossed my heart, and took a leap



One single voice makes a deafening sound

You can be anything this time around



I flew across the sea and to an island

I wrestled down an old King Kong

I rescued maidens captive on that island

Hero in a uniform



My conscience was clean and taking control

A model American just doing what he's told

And dusty old crates, and my father's tapes

But Timothy Leary said the words which led the way



One single voice makes a deafening sound

You can be anything this time around

You can be anything this time around



I won't go quietly this time around