The light of the pale blue night rises, across the land, across my human light. Hundreds of lonely teardrops are falling from the sky, down on my broken soul. I see free birds in the black sky. Let me run away, show me the way to be free again. Underneath this lather, skin lies everything. Memories casts long shadows in the night, resisting the light in my heart to shine. They know only sorrow, feel only pain. Burning themselves through bone and skin, from inside out and pursuing down my human light. Release me now. Which wave will you ride on, the past or the future? I see the words how I choose to feel inside. I am my own tree of life, connecting my heart with my human soul. Holding on, the flame of gold. Hold on.