Locked away, no chance to explain yourself. Tomorrow is the day. Last summer, fences put up to keep you out, to keep you. All these dreams, all these dreams, all these dreams… Clouds show me ways to keep from overdoing things. Losing these little wings don't stop me, don't slow me down. And clouds show me ways to keep from overdoing things. Losing these little wings don't stop me, don't slow me down, at 28… And I'm praying, and nothing goes right. I try but still see no change. And in the distance as children go by and stare at this broken man... And clouds show me ways to keep from overdoing things. Losing these little wings don't stop me, don't slow me down. And clouds show me ways to keep from overdoing things. Losing these little wings don't stop me, don't slow me down, at 28, at 28-7, at 28. Don't stop