Am I a bird?
Or am I perception of what a bird thinks it should be?
Is there life in the death of me?
Am I light?
Or am I an illusion of what you can see?
Is there light in the darkest part of me?
Am I song?
Or do I just pretend to be?
Are there lyrics to my melody?
Close your eyes, hum with me
I found life in the death of me