Prodigal

Don't call me the prodigal son
 'Cause I ain't coming back
 I'll make it on my own
 Let me walk my own path
 Don't worry about me
 I've got everything I need
 I want to see the world through my own eyes
 Climb a mountain to see the sky
 Across the stars on the other side
 One of these days I won't be around
 I'll rip my roots up from the ground
 With wings of feathers, string and wax
 I'll fly towards the sun
 'Til they melt from my back
 Don't tell me there's nothing left to find
 There's nothing more than this
 I'll stumble and I'll fall
 But I'll find the strength to carry on
 One of these days I won't be around
 I'll rip my roots up from this ground
 With wings of feathers, string and wax
 I'll fly towards the sun
 'Til they melt from my back
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 One of these days I won't be around
 I'll rip my roots up from the ground
 With wings of feathers, string and wax
 I'll fly towards the sun
 'Til they melt from my back
 'Til they melt from my back