Memoir: Lyrics

«From the journal of Psyche Athenos — the page is undated, but falls between entries at the end of April, 2041 AE. The lyrics are recognizably those of a popular Caprican grounp, Four for Fisticuffs.»

I can't stand to fly
I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find
The better part of me

I'm more than a bird… I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me

Wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I'll never see

It may sound absurd… but don't be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed… but won't you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
It's not easy to be me

Up, up and away… away from me
It's all right… you can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy… or anything…

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