Glide

At this place where I’m hanging now
Corruptible, destructible
Capable of breaking, of being broken
I may not be ready for what you’ve got to give
Tethered by reality for so many years
I’m flying high and not ready to touch the ground
I just glide
I may never get higher
I don’t have to come down
I don’t have to come down
I’m not bound by rules, I’m not corrupted by code
Or bothered by civility or norms
Or anything that kept me up night after night after night
Older than I was when I made the rules that held me down
I don’t think I’ll be traveling down that road again
And I just glide
I may never get higher
I don’t have to come down
I don’t have to come down
And I just glide
I may never get higher
I don’t have to come down
I don’t have to come down
I drilled a hole in my wall to see you from the other side
I keep you close, but set you loose
As I see fit to choose
Go where you want to go, do what you need to do
Strip yourself naked against the sky
I might be there to catch you when you fall
And I just glide
I may never get higher
I don’t have to come down
I don’t have to come down
And I just glide
I may never get higher
I don’t have to come down
I don’t have to come down
I just glide