I wore my grief like gold Heavy, but holy A crown of quiet bruises Held to my brow softly You called me feathered But I was falling Each little prayer in my chest Kept on stalling I tried to rise Tried to rise Through the ash in my eyes Through the ache in my skies We were born for flight We were born for flight But the ground held tight Held my heart all night (ohh, ahh) We were born for flight Paradise felt far Like a rumor A silver door in the dark That I could not hold sooner My wings kept shaking From the weather Love left a salt on my tongue And I wore it forever I tried to rise Tried to rise Through the ash in my eyes Through the ache in my skies We were born for flight We were born for flight But the ground held tight Held my heart all night (ohh, ahh) We were born for flight If I break, I become A brighter thing If I fall, I will still Learn how to sing (ahh-ahh) From the weight, from the wound From the wire of the moon I keep going, going We were born for flight We were born for flight Now I loosen tonight Let the sorrow ignite (ohh, ahh) We were born for flight
