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Baby, there's not much left for you to take tonightI've got twenty dollars and a pack of cigarettesAnd Ma, she's not that far away nowBut far enough away to seem a comic tragic figureAnd Dad's not that much older than me tonightAnd landlord knows that he's no richerAnd I'm not ready for this close-up, Mr De MilleOh but I'll fill every corner of this uneven pictureTake these bones and break them to make me wingsThat I can fly away onTake these empty veins and fill them with windThat I can sail away on.This dot-to-dot life is no longer connectedThe optimist in me has retiredAnd everything's broken like glass; or waves; or girl's heartsAnd I don't take plastic anymore, so cheque in with meTake these bones and break them to make me wingsThat I can fly away onTake these empty veins and fill them with windThat I can sail away on.Make me make sense againLetras de cancionesKindly won't you wake me whenI don't have to blindly drive onRent me a new lease on lifeA slightly smoother landing stripThan I can land alive onGive me something concreteOr maybe something to believe inA slightly happy endOr just buy me one more ticketTo some place we've never heard ofWhere we can be free again...Take these bones and break them to make me wingsThat I can fly away onTake these broken wings and put them in my bonesThat I might rest my life onTake these sailing winds and put them in my bloodThat I might shed some light on meTake these bones and break them to make me wingsThat I can fly away on... From Letras Mania