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