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I asked the habitual party goer just how high she thought she'd get And I asked the ethereal girls if they were floating yet And so I asked the light of the day, what's this rush for heaven? And I saw a bird fly away, and I could not ask again The tabloid tainted actress knows the myth of higher ground The thing she got from playing a nun she got from sleeping around And so I asked the light of the day, what's this rush for heaven? And I saw a bird fly away, and I could not ask again He fell in the mud and he became enlightened I wonder, who's laughing now? And I've been running uphill, panting, punching at the air Fighting what's been pushing me down, like I can see it there And so I asked the light of the day, what's this rush for heaven? And I saw a bird fly away, and I could not ask again And I saw all this climbing, climbing, just as far from heaven And I saw a bird fly away, and I started climbing again From Letras Mania