Used to be half a boy stretching thin arms to the sky Heed no words, sprint through lush leaves Mocked they i 'm an odd bird Know not where to hide away let their words rip me away Known it's hard to grow with you normal people didn't see What's inside girls look so meek Deep in mind dwells a boy and you whisper on my ear Lift me soar high, bowl the words Muse a while, far afield in the withered glades of gold Out of their hold Used to be half a boy stretching thin arms to the sky Heed no words sprint through the dusk Said they i'm an odd ball and you whisper in my ear Then i soar high in the air Muse a while, far afield in the withered glades of gold Out of their hold No one's here to follow me, while the east lurking the Moon Hills are all in violet tinge No one's here to follow you while the west the Sun burns itself Silhouettes are deep greenish tinge Used to be half a boy...