All the voices hit the ground a sick sound, time moving in slow motion, sifting through, setting in as the clears, consequences in rotation, got a feeling this is gonna bruise, I'm pretty sure that is gonna be costly, I sit down cuz there's left to do, hands covering head and you wish you could start again.
fire comes and it all the brush away, rain down, snow in a lifeless gray, the sun down, something new cautiously from the dust and spreads its wings toward the heavens.
colors and they mix into a go-round, the the mix the more it's getting darker, rises and it leaves behind a ... feel it go, feel the get harder, it isn't something that you you'd never lose, you trade it in for something that you stand, you let go and now there's nothing to do, hands covering head now you're ready to start again,
(chorus)
(Spoken word:) The chance is all you have left, remember why you to this gift, a new day, a new start, the turns. sometimes you've got to before you burn.
fire comes and it all the brush away, rain down, falling in a lifeless gray, sun down fire and it burns all the brush away, rain down, snow in a lifeless gray, sun comes fire comes and it all the brush away, comes down, snow falling in a gray, sun down something new comes cautiously from the dust and spreads its toward the heavens.