Platinum Morning

I was waking up and moving slow

Platinum morning I was ready to go

I collected up my z's and headed out to see

What the real world was all about

Me, oh my

Couldn't believe my eyes

I read nonsense words off pages

In the headlines in the age of outrageous

I was hangin' by the skin of my teeth

And I was watching all these pretty people fly

How they fly on by

Oh, how they fly on by

How they fly on by

How they fly on by

So I was holding my breath

Waiting on these old ways to die

My vision's growing clearer

Reflected in this platinum sky

While I was holding my breath

Waiting on these old ways to die

She stood there in the morning light

I went walking through the city streets

Friended hipsters, politicians, and thieves

I was heavy on my heels at the mercy of these deals

And dreams of all these kings and queens

And all of their dreams

And all of their dreams

I was taking life up on the roam

Left my family, my friends, and my home

I stepped down off the shoulders

Of fathers and their elders

And watched their precious pillars fall

Aren't you feeling free?

Oh, aren't you feeling free?

Are we feeling free?

Are we feeling free?

Are you feeling free?

So I was holding my breath

Waiting on these old ways to die

My vision's growing clearer

Reflected in this platinum sky

So I was holding my breath

Waiting on these old ways to die

She's still there in the morning light