Above The Clouds

My lungs are burning, tasting the frost. Counting the seconds and the things I've lost. I'm leaning my back against the cold steel. Trying to remember how my hands should feel. The sirens down there just toys in a box. While I'm up here breaking the locks. The gravel is crunching under my shoes. I got nothing left that I'm scared to lose. The city is humming, a low-voltage choir. The edge of the roof is a line of Fire. I'm stretching my arms, I'm touching the Black. And for the first time, I'm not looking back. Above the clouds, above the rain. I'm washing the static out of my brain. The neon is drowning a mile below. I'm letting the wind decide where to go. Lost the signal, found the Grace. In the quiet of the open Space. The stars are so close, I could reach out And touch. I didn't think freedom would matter this Much. No keys in my pocket, no ghost in My head. Just the ghost of the life that I've already led. The clouds are like islands in a dark, Silent sea. And none of those lights are looking for me. I'm a shadow, I'm a spark, I'm a grain Of the sand. Watching the world from the palm Of my hand. Is it morning yet? The air is changing. The silence is Rearranging. I'm not coming down, I'm staying Right here. Above the clouds, above The rain. I'm washing the static out of my Brain. The neon is drowning a mile below. I'm letting the wind decide Where to go. Oh, oh. To the sky. Oh, Oh, oh, oh. To the Just me. In the sky. Wait for the Light.