Do you remember when you were proud to be yourself, and when you were the only one who could see? Everyone knew that it could never be done, but you did it just to have yourself a little fun. Well then, you'd climb the wire, jump right into the fire, and figure out who you could shake the wind off of. You'd let out a holler as the flames grow taller, and all the way out is to plow right through the middle. It seems so seldom that we ever really think, think about what it is that makes us want to sing and shout. But we can rise up if we really want to, like steam rising from a cooking stew. Keep climbing higher, jump right into the fire, and figure out who we could shake the wind off of. Won't you, won't you dream, let out a holler as the flames grow taller, and all the way out is to plow right through the middle. So when you decide that you'd like to come along, clap your hands and sing a song. Why don't you come along? There's no need to bother asking for permission. It's just disregard for superstition. Keep climbing higher, jump right into the fire, and figure out who we could shake the wind off of. Come along and let out a holler as the flames grow taller, and all the way out is to plow right through the middle. Keep climbing higher, jump right into the fire, and figure out who we could shake the wind off of. Come along and let out a holler as the flames grow taller, and all the way out is to plow right through the middle. All the way out is to plow right through the middle. All the way out is to plow right through the middle.