Excons - Giveaway Lyrics

I dread the day that I let you fly
For my own selfish reasons, I keep my eye on the sky
It's people like you, not easily grounded
It's people like me have to be satisfied

Everyday comes to mind
A dying breeze and ebbing tide
It's inevitable, it pulls too strong
Words binding, lives long

I dread the day, but people float away
They just can't be held back
Give it up, giveaway, you'll feel better
If not in this life, then maybe the next

Frost on the windshield, wipers almost in time
Wherever you go, wherever you land
Speak your part, make a stand

I dread the day that I let you fly
For my own selfish reasons, I keep my eye on the sky
It's people like you, not easily grounded
It's people like me have to be satisfied