It's ok to have the pain written on your face
It really is no disgrace
It's ok to see the sorrow in your eyes
Please my friend drop your disguise

For I know the past torturers you
And the future is hard to pursue

I know the past is the living dead
It gets up in there, and ***** with your head

It walks around in there and gobbles down
All the happiness that can be found
It feeds and it scatters
All that gray matter

A different point of view is hard to be found
When you've made the mistake of looking down
Turn your eyes to the skys
Where all the winged things fly

Trust is a must, let go of the rope
You'll learn to fly, never give up hope
A leap of faith is all it takes
To finish in this mad rat race