True Apothecary - Philly

Call it strange
A couple screws loose I can't change
You can tighten my noose but let go of my reigns
Because it's time to go

Give it up
I do not know how with my wings cut
It's keeping me grounded but I stay above
Over all that folds
Heel to toe
One step at a time is too slow
I'm starting to climb and count impossible
As the thing I want

I think it's time to go past our reasons why
And let our heart and soul lead us blind

Call me brave
Or stupid as they come I can't say
Or take any longer I'm getting my break
If I have to break it off
Is this enough
To make you see stars? Just look up
It's written in the cards and the bottom of every cup
We're as good as gold

Give me chances so that I can show
I've got everything else that you could want
If those flashing lights ever come get me