Highs and Lows

I'm on fire, and it feels me up to my lungs And I scream and I shout, 'til I burn it all out While I climb every mountain side that I find 'Til I'm just too high, where a god can't die And I fall, I descend with grace as I fall Though my bones may break And this heart may ache I will have lived it all I'm a pious man, I'm a paper man The pages fold into your hands The midnight oil, burns out with day Smoldered hair, skin is gray I'm on fire, and I'm raging out My desires, oh they drag me down to the harrowed ground But I rise, like a man reborn, and I rise Above the praise and the scorn Where it matters no more And I'll find a peace of my pure design When I've tamed this beast And the weight is released I will have lived it all I'm an open book with encrypted lines The jacket's clean, broken spine The highs and lows, the undertow I'm not equipped to keep this ship afloat I will rise, and I'll fall I will rise Lift off the guise and I'll fall from the skies