the pain will come with the morning sun will the night betray the day blistered skin withered from within scratch to shed this shell away will you know my name or will i hang my head in shame will someone take this tired skin that i ve been dying in will someone hold me to the light and if i die tonight then take this broken man and wrap me tight within this brand new skin watch me fly freedom like wings and i will use them freedom like wings and i will spread them wide watch me fly freedom my wings freedom my wings and rise one day my ashes will return to earthly slumber spread far and wide across the desert and the sea until then i will live each day in awe and wonder look forward to each sunrise