Oh How High You'll Fly

How could this be real The dew leaves dance across the sky White foam mists my face Kissing the sand Reminds me that I'm safe I'm not dead not dying right now No pain distracts me I never thought I'd feel this way In the jungle of my hate Squirming running out of my skin The hand upon my head said "sit" There's no way out but through Without this weight how high you'll fly Without this weight oh how high you'll fly