Glide (WXPN, Philadelphia 2019)

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