Do you remember?

We used to go out armed with our hearts

And shoot the breeze

Hoping to catch enough wind for dinner

But ending up chasing the shadows of birds with butterfly nets

Trying to catch their feathers because someone said we’d never soar

We’d pick up the crumbs after Hansel and Gretel

Because we thought if they couldn’t run away maybe then they’d see us

But to them we were strange, I stranger then you

The last two pieces of a puzzle we wouldn’t separate and it only would fit you

They ruled us out and stamped us with a sign that meant we wouldn’t do

But someone taught us to realize we were more bullet proof then broken

Because you can’t see you’re self clearly in the contorted mirrors you're given

We built the sun inside our minds and used it to cauterize the broken heart strings

Because we were not odd we were rare

We made feasts of their bread crumbs and left them wandering a compass and no map

We blazed ourselves a trail out that they were to proud to follow

And then we grabbed onto the wind from the mouth of the man who doubted us and we flew

Higher then one might soar.