Underneath This Giant Sky

It's as if my soul is caught between my dreams and waking life.
Playing awkward with the dials, until I find my center.
If this is how it's meant to be, I will follow willingly.
I will spend the restless days, laughing down the staircase.

Somehow we'll find a way.
If we want it.

Although many things will change, this I know for certain.
Underneath this giant sky, we will find a purpose.

Somehow we'll find a way.
If we want it.
It'll be ours.