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