Standard (EADGBE)

Picture this: A falling star

the door holds a kite string

The two of us are holding fast

Where will the fall leave us?

(You were a prisoner)

And so was I

(Now we’re the hunted)

It opened my eye

(Into the arms of)

A threat that’s real!

This is our burden

we’ve got to find

Another way out!

If there are no such things as walls

you’re not a prisoner at all

Another way out!

Yeah, there is nothing holding you!

So run like

a Caribou