Holding your amber to the light, I see centuries of you. And you find me kind, you find me tall, you find me crazy like you. And while I fight my own words, you're off saving those broken birds.
I'm bound by the fire. I'm bound by the beauty. I'm bound by desire. I'm bound by the duty. . I'm coming back in 500 years. And the first thing I'm gonna do.
I'm going to take a rope and put it over her shoulders. And head for the river and practice on boulders. And when she's real good I'm going to build a big ramp.