you paint the floor back up in the corner and when the floor is shiny and wet you have no choice but to rise over the painted trap that you have set so place your foot up on the air and climb upon that invisible stair and when you rise into the wind remember thats exactly the place you painted yourself in you painted yourself in you have no choice except but to fly so fly on invisible wings until you reach your secret home and when you lay your weary head down dream a dream of the suffering ward you painted yourself in you painted yourself in you have no choice except but to fly so fly on invisible light in your lovers heart will show the way through the fiery furnace and what burns up is torn away and what remains is a beautiful promise you painted yourself in you painted yourself in you have no choice except but to fly