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Searching for a pair of wings i try so hard to fly

But i'm just tied down by earthly things

And watching people live and die

Maybe i'll be your social worker

Help you solve your problems

I'd rather be a superbeing

Flying far away, away...



Because everything depresses me

I only see the black side

And looking round from day to day

An emptyness inside sorrounds me

I'm just a vessel, and vessels quickly crack

I'd rather be a superbeing

Flying far away, away..., away...



'cos right now i'm just your problem page

To write to when you're down

And i'm semi-dead, already i'm semi-living with a frown

Maybe i'll be your charity

Will money buy you better days?

I'd rather be a superbeing

Flying far away, away, away...



So if you give me a pair of wings

Then i will learn to fly

I'll skip the ordinary

I'll avoid the live and die and things

'cos everything depresses me

There are no valid reasons why

So i will be your superbeing

I will learn to fly