Try to see the world from a different point of view
From the eye of a bird to deep in fear to make a move
The water taunts, says he'll never make it up
When he begins to believe, is when he knows he's stuck
With sudden doubt, he let the lake take hold
And just like that, he and his dreams were turned to stone
Now no one stops; no one looks upon in awe
The pitiful husk lost at sea in Lake Natron
And we'll sit at the water's edge
Let our dreams die just to stay dry
Don't lean on what's gone wrong
Move on
And the only ones who could see the lake tear down
Were the rest of the birds, who never dared to leave the ground
They were too obsessed to notice one victim
They idolized the ones who had overcome
The thought of hope easily escaped them all
And not one dreamed of rising past Lake Natron
And as the one to which the lake adhered
They never move, all petrified by fear
And we'll sit at the water's edge
Let our dreams die just to stay dry
Don't lean on what's gone wrong
Hold on
And we'll sit at the water's edge
Let our dreams die just to stay dry
Don't lean on what's gone wrong
Move on from Natron