maverick, grow up now.

saltwater on the brain
infected by the rain
city lights they look like fire
we are its funeral pyre
aren't we.

lick the stars before they touch
the city lights and light a fire
that's what i've been taught.

my name was maverick
i taught the wild and took the tame
i even knew them all by name
i told them i was born a wild one
but who was i to fly like one
i let the go of the sky a year ago.

maverick, i want name back
there's always something that i lack
could i take my name back
trade the one i have for
something sweeter.

standing by the sidelines
how safe and cowardly.
sounds like something that you'd do.
blood stains and blood stains blood
what's the use of cleaning up a mess
before it's even made.

this is worth fighting for
worth breaking my legs and arms for
renouncing who i am for.

have fun being serious about it.

you should try it one day,
maverick.