Somewhere there's a place where we don't need to hide Where we don't separate out thoughts from What's outside. Somewhere there's a home where the broken Sing about what's yet to be spoken In a language that no one but them understands.
What if the stars called out your name Would you stay here Stay the same What if the sun eats the earth Will you still wait to be yourself?
It's like a bone in your throat You don't want it to denote That you're out of place
What keeps you bound to the ground are the worries in your mind Still you're out of place
You say, One Day You'll run, but Every step you take just keeps you living in repeat.
If you hide your passion then what is left of you are you still yourself?
If you dream of sunshine But live underground Bring yourself to light Or stay asleep
What if the stars called out your name Would you stay here Stay the same What if the sun eats the earth Will you still wait to be yourself?