A broken wing in midair
You’re falling fast with a burden to bear
A parachute without a cord
Straightjacket strapped to a brick and a board
And chained to the weight of the past
Your knuckles whiten but you’re losing your grasp
A train too late to slow down
It’s unforgiving as you hit the ground

Remember through the pain
That blood will always wash away in the rain
And every beautiful scar
Becomes another part of who you are

Another battle lost to the war
It’s hard to find the will to fight anymore
With the cruel hand of time
Holding the knife that’s turning in your side

Remember through the pain
That blood will always wash away in the rain
And every beautiful scar
Becomes another part of who you are

Remember through the pain
That blood will always wash away in the rain
And every beautiful scar
Becomes another part of who you are

I put a hand upon your heart
So you never stop believing
That the feeling will return once again