This City Is a Cage

<p>Why should I think I can fly?<br/>This city is a cage<span><br/>And I have heard the hopeful prophesy and hit the iron way up high<br/>Then fall to the ground<span><br/><br/>And like a shooting star<br/>Our brightest light is in the part so close to burning up<br/>Like hearts that break for what they love too hard<br/>But love is a pain we choose<br/>And maybe love is worth the fight...<span>