Feel
my altitude
Floating high through salvation
Distracting me from the rules Ride the wind away from blues
I'm gone, gone, gone,
gone, gone, gone, gone
Floating like a butterfly through the
trees Causing all the lies of limitation
Now I'm finding all the pile among the
leaves Relistening all my hesitations
And I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Feel my altitude
Floating high through salvation
Distracting me from the rules Ride the wind away from blues
I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
Floating like a butterfly through the trees Causing all the
lies of limitation Now I'm finding all the pile among the
leaves Relistening all my hesitations Causing all the lies
of limitation Now I'm finding all the pile among the leaves
Relistening all my hesitations And I'm gone,
gone,
gone,
gone, gone, gone
Blasting through the high midlands Not because Simon says so
Sucking juices from leaves,
stems,
and roots Falling from past points
Number one still told move
Wiggle larvae, wig out Flutter,
not
parquet I'm talking about flutter Flutter butter Fly,
butter,
fly And the tree catches calling you again
And the bees are sees And all the leaves
Causing all the lies of limitation Now I'm finding all
the pile among the leaves Relistening all my hesitations
Fluttering like a butterfly through the trees Causing all
the lies of limitation Now I'm finding all the pile among
the leaves Relistening all my hesitations And I'm gone,
gone,
gone,
gone,
gone,
gone