Phoenix

Nightmare on Elm Street, feared I'd stay trapped inside I feared wasting my youth and my potential in writing But I've been washed clean in the river I cried And in the midst of the madness is where I honed my style Now I'll sift through the pain to find worth in the while Heart like the sun and tongue like a whip A spell that can't be undone and a force to be reckoned with The dawn is right where I left it Found peace in where I've been Guess it's true, where were broken is where the light gets in Is where the light gets in, is where the light gets in So as the bird is freed from her cage The dreams I thought had died sat up in their graves The hurricane brings one thousand words for the taking So it goes, darling, the writer thanks the rain And the day I break the moon will stop making waves So as I breathe in the first light of day, I ask What is grace? Where do I find it? And how do I make it stay? The dawn is right where I left it Found peace in where I've been Guess its true, where were broken is where the light gets in Is where the light gets in, is where the light gets in And I'm not much for religion But I think my prayer is this page I've carved confessions by hand, have given notebooks his name I've learned vulnerability is strength and forgiveness is power I built a house on a hill to feel the sun at all hours I once burned down in flames then rose up from the ground I guess the legends are true, I'm a Phoenix now The dawn is right where I left it Found peace in where I've been Guess its true, where were broken is where the light gets in Is where the light gets in, is where the light gets in Ooh, ooh, ahh, ahh, ahh