In this world, where I stand
My little feet in the sand
Certain thoughts that are banned
Tend to fill your mind

The artificial light will bleed
No matter mind, or word, or deed
All are here are soon agreed
Breaking me apart

Small hearts poke through the light
Still none see the gleaming height
Lonely man walks through the night,
Saving all who come

Gather at the small birch tree,
No one hold the golden key
Her hair so grown yet feathery
All eyes gaze upon

Her natural light did now occur
The people’s minds it sill upstirr
They force her only to return
All glory fade away

The lonely mad begs her to stay
Her price, he will, too pay
The silent girl fall down to pray
All others break in two

Our saving grace is here once more
Allowing us, to all go soar
The kite and pain he only bore
To save both you and me