Lifted up into the night
Like Orville and Wilbur Wright
To my left the house of my youth
Below me my cloudy shoes
I'm alive, though my bodies bruised
Beating heart in a dead man's tomb
I'm alive, my limbs still move
Call me by name and I'll come out to you
I heard the sound but was I too young
What's the difference between heart and tongue
I hear her voice calling to me
Among the brave now, forever be
Lifted up into the night
Lifted up and hung in the night
Like the key on that famous kite
I was struck and fell to my knees
Oh my God, I could barely breathe
I cried out, "What have you done?
Not my brother his time here's not up!
Can this be? Have you fallen asleep?
Awake! Arise! Stop the wind! Calm the sea!”
I heard the sound but was I too young
What’s the difference between heart and tongue
I hear their voices calling to me
Among the brave now, forever be
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