Winged Step

Face up to the sky

I can feel it now

I've been searching hard for a little while

Hear the sounds

Voices from the sky

Is it in my head

Telling me to fly higher up instead

Of the ground

I know there's trouble

I think that I can find my way

Beneath the rubble

Is there a flower in the grey, in the grey

Cause sometimes I like to imagine

Sometimes I like to imagine

Sometimes I like to imagine

Sometimes I like to imagine

Is it real I'm trying

But I feel like crying

Sometimes it just hits me

Is there something I'm missing

And I fight my fear

But it likes to steer

From now I'm following the sun

Till I come undone

I know there's trouble

I think that I can find my way

Beneath the rubble

Is there a flower in the grey

And though there's thunder

I'll be okay on my own

But I just wonder

Will I ever find a home, find a home

Cause sometimes I like to imagine

Sometimes I like to imagine

Sometimes I like to imagine

Sometimes I like to imagine

Is this real

I just keep dreaming

Dancing in the grey

I'm spinning

Is this real

I just keep dreaming

Dancing in the grey

I'm spinning