Audioslave

I walked the streets without regret
I stood alone and watched myself fall apart
Answered the voices in my head
Slipped through the chain link of a broken heart
When I'm tired and I'm feeling black
Spread the wings upon your back
Take us high above it all
Stroke your feathers until we fall
Back down again
But everything that's any good
I understand that I've been misunderstood
When I'm tired and I'm feeling black
Spread the wings upon your back
Take us high above it all
Stroke your feathers until we fall
Until we fall, until we fall