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