ive been climbing on the heights and down below spirit singing father father ears pressed to the dirt and mind to words mortal singing mother mother and i would breath out my soul like sand to the wind wind and fly like the birds become one with you again again heaven breathe in me now heaven touch my ground heaven heaven be my crown and howlin in my veins the pack runs through my blood red forest with antlers like trees grown high where songbirds lift their voices their voices heaven breathe in me now heaven touch my ground heaven heaven be my crown heaven breathe in me now heaven touch my ground heaven heaven be my crown heaven breathe in me now heaven touch my ground heaven heaven be my crown heaven breathe in me now heaven touch my ground heaven heaven be my crown heaven breathe in me now heaven touch my ground heaven heaven be my crown