作曲:Levi Stoker
作词:Levi Stoker
The ceiling was alive
A sheet of painted tin
Ready to keep the thunder out
And keep the spirit in
I spent my morning staring at the shadow of the bars
Forgetting what it felt like
To be level with the stars
But I've been hitting heavy bags
In the basement of my mind
And I'm leaving every shackle
And every ghost behind
The master had a whistle
And a legend full of death
He hasn't seen a fighter
In a desperate gambler
Yet I'm stepping out of the corner
I'm spitting out the blood
Finding my own footing in the gravel and the mud
There ain't a roof in this whole town
High enough for me
I'm trading in the certain for the wild and the free
Under an outlaw sky
With no master's chain
I'm washing off the city
In the cold hard warm rain
No walls to catch my breath
No floor to hold my knees
Just the blue black mercy
And the whispering of trees
I'm a bird without a cage
A fighter with no name
Under an outlaw sky
I've forgotten how to be tamed
You can keep the gold
You can keep the velvet seat
I'll take the wind
And the rhythm of my feet
The horizon's just a finish line
I'm crossing on my own
The heaviest weight I ever carried
Was an art I didn't know
Under an outlaw sky
The no master's chain
I'm marching off the city
ln the cold hard warm rain
No walls to catch my breath
No floor to hold my knees
Just a blue black mercy in the whispering of trees
'Cause I'm a bird without a cage
A fighter with no name
Under an outlong sky
I've forgotten how to be tamed
Look up tell 'em I'm gone
No master no chain
Just a sky
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