There’s a baby who was born alone
Hearing a voice he did not know from his own
It would not be the last he would ever hear
From a world that didn’t ask what he had become
He wanted to know how a moment felt
Smiling after someone had left their mark
He saw green meadows that survived the fire
But they have no memory to burn into their heart

It's only a choice until you make it

The crowd can only hear the things they cannot say
Leaves and waves always replenish from stormy skies
But a baby can only live the life it is given today
The path he makes leaves a trail when nature decides
Three paths asked his permission to tell their tale
One to believe in a life that revealed only pain
One to believe in a life where he felt only shame
One was to believe in a dove that had no name

It's only a choice until you make it

Every sound means something to someone who cares
The only thing a baby must learn is how to sell regrets
But there is nothing sure once the forest sheds its secrets
Inside the quiet stands the doubts he must learn to believe
The feelings of a lifetime lurk once he knows it is time
He may not remember but the path he chose will remind him
Whatever final word he wanted to hear was his choice alone
But on this earth the circle only leads him to what is known

It's only a choice until you make it