There are shades I have yet to define, 
When all I seem to do is climb, 
To better understand, 
The life that's in my hands, 
And what I seek to find in this world

On these darkened roads, 
Where [bad word] cold, 
They clipped my wings and I'm going down
We let this world get the better of us, 
Possessions state who we can and can not [bad word]  
But did we ever stop to ask who we are?
Some live life by age [bad word]  
Sent forth from a king and kept alive by a fool, 
But they'll never understand, 
What it means to raise your hand
It's time to readdress your rights, 
It's time to fight... 

On these darkened roads, 
Where [bad word] cold, 
They clipped my wings and I'm going down
For the life we have in our beating hearts, 
Is all that we have left

Faces and memories, 
Are the only real things, 
And they are worth this [bad word] 
Our lives are one single chance to make things right, 
This time, no turning back I'm taking flight

On these darkened roads, 
Where [bad word] cold, 
They clipped my wings and I'm going down
For the life we have in our beating hearts, 
Is all that we have left