Fly Down, The Flaming Eagle II Lyrics

The days drawn in

My mind a canvas

My phone a fishing pole

(He comes to surface)

I come to surface

She comes down next to me

Flies Down

"Look at the mess you've made,"

"You've impressed me Gaab,"

"Homeless, still jobless, yet flawless in every way,"

But with my eyes closed

I can still see where this goes

From the passenger seat

No bed to be unmade and no blankets for you, no

A hook with no bait

From a fish of no race

Waits in the lake of disgrace

For the eagle I've chased

'Till her claws clamp over me

And my hearts burning like the sun

From the pain in my veins

'Cause it's just a job well done

And when her claws let go of me

My barbs will still hold on

And to pull it may sting

But to stay is just as wrong

So I'm holding my breath

As I let the line go

I'm released from this dream

To the nightmare I call home

To have scales it was nice

But a fish I'll be no more

As an eagle I will die

And one day I know I'll soar