I forgot the open sky, I forgot how weightless feels, Bound to ground as years went by, Tied to heavy, rusted wheels. Dust upon the woven thread, Folded in the attic shade, Ancient dreams we left for dead, Where forgotten visions fade. Then a sudden, lifting breeze, Wakes the magic in the weave, Rising over silent trees, Teaching weary hearts to believe. Rise above the heavy earth, Leave the shadow of the floor, Find again your free heart's worth, Be the soul you were before. Gliding high above the stone, Drifting through the quiet air, Claiming skies you used to roam, Free from burden, free from care. Years of logic fade away, Rules of men begin to break, In the dusk of fading day, Releasing all we choose to take. Rise above the heavy earth, Leave the shadow of the floor, Find again your free heart's worth, Be the soul you were before.
