Wither/Ascend

The pain will come
With the morning sun
Will the night betray the day?
Blistered skin
Withered from within
Scratch to shed this shell away
Will you know my name?
Or will I hang my head in shame?
Will someone take this tired skin
That I’ve been dying in?
Will someone hold me to the light?
And if I die tonight
Then take this broken man and wrap me tight
Within this brand new skin
Watch me fly
Freedom like wings and I will use them
Freedom like wings and I will spread them wide
Watch me fly
Freedom, my wings
Freedom, my wings
And rise
One day my ashes will return to earthly slumber
Spread far and wide across the desert and the sea
Until then, I will live each day in awe and wonder
Look forward to each sunrise