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I used to be making future plans As I would dance At your funeral that's me The superman I always wanted to be Pretending blindness I didn't want to find this Something I left behind But always with me Somehow protecting me Somehow trying to convince This blind man to see Blindside What am I going to say When you come my way What am I going to do When you come through Past present How on earth did my lifestyle Become this pleasant Basically I'm this kite Flying around in this great big night Birdman feeling free But my strings attached to the man below me If birdman wanted to fly on his own He would be a slave to the storm Can I I won't Go on walking without
