Hollywood

Earliest days, in calm and misty dawn I can reach so far above my head with my height And I feel fit for fight With my pace I break out the light And the cool wind strengthens me to walk on by But, so far beyond my pace I watch you run over and make me feel foreign inside And don't ever call again I want seven undone days A revolt of my force inside Thoughtful, early autumn-days, a chestnut in my palm As I open my lover's eyes to see if they still shine. Though I feel fit for fight And my pace can break out the light I need more to make me feel all right