You choose, you choose to run Than see the truth be revealed, Climb the tallest tree and get the furthest view. (Yet) be sightless in a world made for your eyes.
I thought I knew, I swore I knew, But sour milk and honey, is not the taste of you. So I stare straight into the sun, With fists clenched, waiting to take flight.
This body is so heavy, this body is so heavy. But I stand, with blistered feet and bleeding knees, Because here nothing can touch me. I'd rather dive than know what I would be without. Rather hold the line at fear (be still and know). With one voice we'll sing together, together.
(Glory) Like the bee without her queen (Glory) What am I without my King? (Glory)
You choose, you choose to run Than see the truth be revealed, Climb the tallest tree and get the furthest view. (Yet) be sightless in a world made for your eyes.
How alluring are the legs of the fall. But hold the line, but hold the line.