A miner in a mine
Couldn't find what I thought of you
A light, all the lights
Couldn't shine on what I thought of you
A crow on a log
All agog with what I thought of you
Belief, oh blind belief
Can't believe what I thought of you

And I could fly
I could fly
First we live, and then we die
Alive - a world alive
Living by what I htought of you

One police, ten police
Throw their shields at what I thought of you
Balloons, an iron lung, and thos in the womb
Hold their breath for you
And every choir
Every chair and table set
Spread their legs for you
Alive - a world alive
Living by what I thought of you

I... I could fly!
We could fly!
We could've fallen!