Here inside the door I trickle out
I melt into nothingness in puddles all around
and when it's through, I mold again
I reform to what I was and come back whole again
Then the world comes flooding back in glowing warm with subtle embers
The body drags to find the footing in an ill attempt that soon relapes in full
But we will carry on again
Lifting to the calling of the, grace me,
We will carry on again
lifting to the calling of the road
Faltering grasping at the idle hands we hold
Faltering, faltering grasping at the idle hands go back and forth,
Until we relay.
And we will carry on again,
lifting to the calling of the, grace me
we will carry on again
No ones ever ment to go alone
Finding fingers as they offer the hands
To help me stand
To lift me from emptiness
The best they can.
Sun flickers in over the world
It says that we never end
We will go on and on and on and on and on
Calling out over empty air
Now that I found a place I can land.
I will hold the flame that they gave me,
it will never blow out again.
I will go on.
Spill me out into the world again
Like water in a brimming bowl
I'll flood out and sink into the ground again
Rooting out like wire I will grow here
standing straight always knowing I will never feel that way again
and from my stance now I can move the earth
Sail on quick. Fly past the world. Find me a love.