the pain will come

with the morning sun

will the night betray the day

blistered skin

withered from within

scratch to shed this shell away

will you know my name

or will i hang my head in shame

will someone take this tired skin

that i've been dying in

will someone hold me to the light

and if I die tonight

then take this broken man

and wrap me tight within

this brand new skin



watch me fly

freedom like wings and i will use them

freedom like wings and i will spread them wide



watch me fly...

freedom my wings...

freedom my wings...



and rise



one day my ashes will return to earthly slumber

spread far and wide across the desert and the sea

until then i will live each day in awe and wonder

look forward to each sunrise