I have a heart full of doubt, my eyes fogged with the deafend sounds of a hope, that I can’t seem to find

My cage is closing in on me, my wings losing the feathers with each gust of hurricane sorrows

But I must chip away at this copper wire, for I can see a sun outside that glass

I had a dream, that one day I would walk among the grass, and the sun would set on my back

There was a dream, of a day were I would be free, but it seems that it has slipped by

I know that its not an easy sorrow, I must take each one as the pain of a stab

But I have to keep my mind in sleep, for I must keep having that same dream

For it is the picture I put to my eyes, to put my mind to the painting I must bring to life

I had a dream, that one day I would swim in blue waters, and the moon would look as full as my cup

For I am tired of this hunger, I wish to have the honey of a greater path, to have my belly full with the fruits of this fabled joyous life

But it hasn’t come yet, and I sit with my eyes blackened by the soot of this burning cage, I feel the burn evaporate the marrow among my bones

I have to press forward, as a stream among a forest canvas, I must find the waterfall to reach the larger waters

I had a dream, that one day my wings would glow from the sun, as I flew through the sky as fast as the whispers of better angels