Where lows the sadness dwells

I have seen the downward spiral drilling
Relentlessly into the caverns of sadness.
No man is made to fall,
But this sorrow is a grief that none can tame.
Can it be that those with wings
Would recoil their flight for the gloom of a bitter world?

Chorus:

Learn to fly
Build your skies
There is a light
Beyond these sad and stormy clouds

So soar
Through endless heights
Breathe the new day
Spread your wings unto the sky

I have seen the downward spiral
For our enslavement it drills into my heart

Chorus (x 2)

And fly!