He finds his song will turn to stone”—Deep Purple, “Dealer”
You’re grabbing at flashes
To ride a rocket to the sunYou think that you’re so special
You’re just like everyone
When you ride that lightning
You’re something that you’re not
When the bluebird plays the eagle
His song is lost and gone
At first it seems so easy
Just a dip in a dropTo set your mind on fire
Like the light of a god
The devil tricks and takes you
Robs you of your worthWhat was your golden moment
Is now your hell on Earth
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