Soaring Against Gravity

(mmmmm) Staring at the mountain in the morning haze

Counting all the hours,

lost inside the maze

My hands are cold and heavy,

my spirit running low

I want to find the fire,

but there's nowhere left to go

But a spark doesn't ask for a flood

It just waits in the dark and the blood

I am reaching for the light I cannot see

Begging for the strength to set me free

Even if I fall,

even if I break

I will take the step that I must make (oh,

I will rise)

Every silent promise that I made myself

Gathering the dust upon a lonely shelf

Now I wipe it clean,

looking at the road

Laying down the weight of this heavy load

I am reaching for the light I cannot see

Begging for the strength to set me free

Even if I fall,

even if I break

I will take the step that I must make (I will

stand)

Just one step... (ahhhh) Just one breath...