Face Tomorrow

drift out into a distant placecrawl back towards a
steady baseand make a frame,
in which you can play your final gamecan you make sure
that where I've been will fadefar away from every space
that I createdon't stop until you made your wingsfly
far away from the puppet on stringstake me to where
I can let go of what I feel deep inside'cause I'm not
who I amlet me choose which way I want to gomake way,
watch out, get awayI'm not using a brake'till i find
my place'till i find my perfect place