
To be put in perspective
To be seen in the light
After being caught within the shadows
To be seen as the world tries to swallow me whole
Maybe there is a reason I’m here
Maybe my wings were meant to fly after all
To be put in perspective
To be seen in the light
After being caught within the shadows
To be seen as the world tries to swallow me whole
Maybe there is a reason I’m here
Maybe my wings were meant to fly after all
Feathers of a bird
Sing me to sleep with how you
fly into the black
And there will come a time when we will have to decide
Am I the bird or am I the worm?
And it won’t be until we decide that we’ll find-
Both are fighting to stay alive