Paper Wings

I used to think the sky was something

Only other people knew

Something waiting somewhere distant

Far beyond what I could do

So I kept my hands beside me

Never reaching for the blue

Until I realized the ceiling

Was a story I believed was true

I don’t need to know

How far I have to go

I only need to take

The first step on my own

I made these paper wings Out of everything I feared

Every doubt I carried

Every word I heard

They may not hold forever They may tear beneath the rain

But I’d rather fall while trying

Than never leave the ground again

(ground again)

There were years I called it patience When I was really standing

still

There were dreams I kept abandoning Before they had the chance to

live

Now the road is unfamiliar

And my hands are shaking too

But there’s something beautiful

About finally choosing what you do

If I fall

Let me fall

Knowing I was finally moving

If I break

Let me break Knowing I was finally choosing

I made these paper wings And somehow they’re enough

I don’t need to touch the heavens

I just need to rise above

And if tomorrow takes me somewhere I have never been before

I’ll remember I was brave enough To finally

open the door

I was never meant to stay

Where I was.