Sometimes our fate can seem so bleak
Nothing but the weight of answers to seek
Full of mistakes we can't seem to face
While told not to break the rules in place
If it doesn't feel right
If you must not ask why
Look at where it all began
There might be a lie
Capture the light
Power the sky
Consume the wind
Life in the high
Capture the light
Power the sky
Consume the wind
Life in the high
No space to fight for our designs
And no time to write our bleeding lines
Let's erase all this doubt
And rewrite the faded script somehow
If it doesn't feel right
If you must not ask why
Look at where it all began
There might be a lie
If it doesn't feel right
If you must not ask why
Look at where it all began
There might be a lie
Capture the light
Power the sky
Consume the wind
Life in the high
Capture the light
Power the sky
Consume the wind
Life in the high