

(ahhhh) Tracing the lines of a silent disease
Scars on the skin like the frost on the trees
Caught in the friction of who I should be
We burn the blueprints to set ourselves free
I hear the voice in the dark calling out (calling out) Turning
the ashes to fire and doubt
Spread these broken wings and fly
Underneath a winter sky
Let the embers start to glow
We are more than what we know! (go!)
Paper-thin walls in a kingdom of glass Waiting for all of the
shadows to pass Stuck in the silence of what we became We
trace the outline and whisper the name
I hear the voice in the dark calling out (calling out) Turning
the ashes to fire and doubt
Spread these broken wings and fly
Underneath a winter sky
Let the embers start to glow
We are more than what we know! (go!)
(shhh... quiet now) We are the fire...
We are the scar...
We are the light in the dark where we are!
Spread these wings and fly...
Underneath a winter sky...
(we are more than what we know)