Some days I'm a bird, some days I'm a song.
Some days I'm a storm, sometimes I'm just plain wrong.
But there is a still quiet voice and it sounds a little like mine,
Saying, “You’re right where you should be, it's just going to take time.”

When's it all breaks down
When they's nothing to lose
When there's no more to say and there is nothing to prove
Oh yeah bring it on, all things living in you.

You're not just what has happened, you can be something new.
But what you leave to the shadows, what stays in the dark,
Will grieve you and seize you and cripple your heart.