[Intro] I drew a line on the kitchen wall Not where I end, just where I start The pencil shook, the room stayed small So I made room inside my heart [Verse 1] I used to wait for proof to arrive A stamped blue letter saying I could try I kept my hands in my jacket sleeves Afraid the world would measure me Then one morning I said it plain No witness, no bell, no grand campaign If I can picture the next foothold Maybe my feet will learn the road [Pre-Chorus] The ceiling is a sentence I repeat Until the sentence starts to bend I raise my eyes, I move my feet The limit moves again [Chorus] I have to see it before I reach it Name the height before I climb I build the room inside my thinking Then I step across the line My ceiling isn't fixed above me It follows what I dare to do I make the future large enough To let my body make it true [Verse 2] I missed the mark in front of everyone Dropped every borrowed word and lost the run But failure had a useful shape It showed the hinges, showed the escape I took the stairs two at a time With yesterday still in my mind Not fearless, no, just finally certain That doubt can stay behind the curtain [Pre-Chorus] The ceiling is a sentence I repeat Until the sentence starts to bend I raise my eyes, I move my feet The limit moves again [Chorus] I have to see it before I reach it Name the height before I climb I build the room inside my thinking Then I step across the line My ceiling isn't fixed above me It follows what I dare to do I make the future large enough To let my body make it true [Bridge] No oracle, no perfect sign Just one small yes at a time The hand that points beyond the frame Is mine, and I can take the aim If I call the summit possible My lungs begin to change The map becomes a muscle The distance becomes a range [Instrumental] [Final Chorus] I have to see it before I reach it Name the height before I climb I build the room inside my thinking Then I step across the line My ceiling isn't fixed above me It follows what I dare to do I make the future large enough To let my body make it true [Outro] I draw the line a little higher I leave the old one on the wall What I believe becomes a ladder And I am ready when I call
