Be the sky I long to fly through I'm a song for your breeze to sing I'm in this play without a part And I stand silent, with my racing heart Beauty cries out to everyone So few ever hear her sing We live to pray our souls out loud Yet we stand silent with a racing heart It has its own life, it has its own sun It has its own God, it has its own gun It knocks at heaven's door And opens it as well It seeks its own truth Finds its own hell I'm condemned to wander worlds apart I stand silent with my racing heart Condemned to wander worlds apart I stand silent with my racing heart In these places of my longing Beyond isolation's door In realms of dream, I light the spark My soul shall burn beside my racing heart It has its own life, it has its own sun It has its own God, it has its own gun It knocks at heaven's door And opens it as well It seeks its own truth Finds its own hell I'm condemned to wander worlds apart I stand silent with my racing heart Condemned to wander worlds apart I stand silent with a racing heart Condemned to wander worlds apart I stand silent with my racing heart Condemned to wander worlds apart I stand silent with my racing heart Condemned to wander worlds apart I stand silent with my racing heart I stand silent with my racing heart