I found a grave. Brushed off the face. Felt your light. And I remember why I know this place. I found a bird. Closing her eyes. One last time. And I wonder if she dreamed like me. As much as it hurts ain't it wonderful to feel?. So go on and break your wings. Follow your heart till it bleeds. As we run towards the end of the dream. I'm not afraid. I push through the pain. And I'm on fire. I remember how to breathe again. As much as it hurts ain't it wonderful to feel?. So go on and bring your wings. Follow your heart till it bleeds. As we run towards the end of the dream. Why must we fall apart to understand how to fly?. I will find a way even without wings. Follow your heart till it bleeds. As we run towards the end of the dream. Follow your heart till it bleeds. And we've come to the end of the dream