And now...

And now...

…And now she stands with her back against the wall

Filtering her feelings out of her heart

Shredding the remains of her emotions

Remembering how to play her part

And like a bird on a tree

She’s whispering her own melody

Whispering to the mountains and the wind

Singing down the path of the breeze

With her feet in the cold

Wishing she was free

Take the sound and fold it under your feet

Take the chance to jump over the fence

To raise your arms and hold a hand

To be proven delusional and wrong

Take what is offered and what is given

Change how you’re feeling