Timothy Leary (Guster)

I closed the door and stepped into the city The city stepped right back to me There's cracks on every sidewalk of this city Like licking lips to swallow me This is a sea of cars on the road Lined up like bottles, shook up, ready to explode With feathers and string and wax I made wings I climbed up a building, crossed my heart, and took a leap One single voice makes a deafening sound You can be anything this time around I flew across the sea and to an island I wrestled down an old King Kong I rescued maidens captive on that island Hero in a uniform My conscience was clean and taking control A model American just doing what he's told And dusty old crates, and my father's tapes But Timothy Leary said the words which led the way One single voice makes a deafening sound You can be anything this time around You can be anything this time around I won't go quietly this time around