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