Renaissance
I was lying in the gutter
Looking at the Stars
Found myself at ground control
After a spell on Mars
This was not going to be pretty
I'd already messed up once
It was time to make a proper plan
Leave nothing more to chance
You're my delivered angel
With damaged and dirty wings
It's time to take control of us
To write the songs we sing
I have been a lone wolf
But now I seek my tribe
Watch my back and I'll watch yours
That's how we'll stay alive
Our enemies are everywhere
In air and sea and land
They use their cunning strategies
With malice and slight of hand
It's in the storyteller
Where the power lies
It's time to tell the truth now
To take off our disguise
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