i'm tired
of the darkness
the rooms
the corridors
your heart
beating
for me

is that why
i felt like
a belonging
in our
skyscrapers

baby
where i
scraped
the sky

only with you
only for you

who we are
or who
we were

is how you
see me

but me
i'm still
hiding
in my
fake
castle

for my breaking
down the wind
but the wind
broke me

oh how can the sky
be under me

who you are
or who we were

to me

it doesn't
matter

just fly
baby
fly

and never
come down

Good one Jim.