The dance is done
Misguided as I was
Sorrowing body, haven in palm
Trapped in a trusting fog
There must be another way
Far from a saint
Cynic in the brain
You can't stop my heart from breaking
What must I create
To make it all ok
Always a paradise
Masses pray for and dream of
Rising, I'll fall from high
Burning up into freedom
Think birds are meant to fly
You trust that they'd reach the sky
'Cause you've never seen them crash
Down, down, down, down, no
Dared to exceed these bounds
Clipped my wings to walk the crowd
Your hardships, they're all so loud
Now I see
I see
What I need to be
No matter where, no matter who, it's
Always a paradise
Masses pray for and dream of
Rising, I'll fall from high
Burning up into freedom
Always a paradise
I'll design and create for you
Rising, I'll fall from high
Glorious mysteries, my fate brand new
Hope is fickle to me
Faith outstrips frailty
Things with feathers rest in harmony
No path, only a destiny