Lift the stone,
It can't be left alone
If I hide underneath
I give in

Turn the page
And forgive all my rage
And my pride at belief
I can win

All is good,
All is great,
And it's never too late
I will live to see another day

The rising sun is sure [bad word] And I can hide,
But I [bad word] And fingertips
On dried out lips
Reminding,too, that they are

One and the same,
But go by many names
To answer each of them is not a choice

So live unknown
Until you find a home
Until you find a way to use your voice

All is good,
All is great,
And it's never too late
I will live to see another day

The rising sun is sure [bad word] And you can hide,
But you [bad word] And fingertips
On dried out lips
Reminding,too, that they are
 [bad word] round in circles every time
And it won't end
Until they understand
And I've been waiting for that moment on the line
And it won't bend
So take me by the hand

The rising sun is sure [bad word] And we can hide,
But we [bad word] And fingertips
On dried out lips
Reminding,too, that they are one

And all that's passed
Will make it last
If you never find a way
To remember my name