As the doves cry
As the sky calls
As the sun sings
You forget and you stall
Letting go of this path
The one that breaks below
Loosing grip on the edge
Chasing tomorrow
Dreams fall down
Dreams hold you up
Dreams are the reason
You have yet to spill your cup
You talk to the angels
The ones you hear in your room
You ask for forgiveness
You write an honest tune
Releasing your regret
Releasing your hurt
Raising your arms to the sky
Letting its clarity speak first
You are falling, do you not see
You are letting go of the past
Chasing, what makes you happy
Gripping yourself so tight
Gripping the pages you write
Telling a story of courage
The only truth, that is right
