Innocence is what prisons the past and eventually if flies away leaving only a feather
If only I could learn to tame my tides, rinse the past and outrun the weather
The inevitable is coming and just like school you can't avoid and among the wild berries there's an imposter, this is why his ribs were caged in because he was an angel born in a monster
Not everyone can remember who they were before the world told them who they should be
As my body sinks under the waves my smile says,
"I am F R E E"