A bird sitting on the end of an arrow
When it fell your wings knew what to do
You liked being carried along for the ride
You learned to fly when your courage grew

But was that really you?
Riding the wave
Whatever its direction
You needed to feel the floor drop
Before you finally felt brave

You can do it now
You can know what was forever true
You used to watch it happen to someone else you knew

You can learn what matters now
You can find out before the day gets too late
But you have to you fly in skies that aren’t always blue

The sword is covered with all our blood
The folks who swing it don’t worry about their aim
We spend our times frying eggs and looking down
But we don’t have to lose our pride or take the blame

A bird sitting on a freight train
When it set out you didn’t care where it went
You only believed in man-made things that never die
But when it stopped you knew which message had been sent

You can do it now
You can remember what they told you
Or you can decide if you want to be someone new

You can learn what matters now
You can find out before the night becomes early
But you have to fly in skies that are sometimes cloudy