the rockets red glare
as I burst into air
the sky around was dead and so down
until I caught your stare
lifting up
I will never touch the ground
selfishly I brighten the sky
I will color
I will fly like a comet shot through the night
I will conquer with neon dye
when I let my fire fly
somewhere out there
atmosphere so bare
give me a mortar
and give me powder
give me a fuse to share
lifting up
I will never touch the ground
selfishly I brighten the sky
I will color
I will fly like a comet shot through the night
I will conquer with neon dye
when I let my fire fly
so crazy
exploding daily
like the sun rises we will go
turning faces
inspiring places
just how much light is there to show?
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