It's time to walk through another day

since it won't wait for you.

You can re-define this dividing line

between your world and who you are

 

And I'll hold my torch up to the sky

to show the world that we still have our light, and to prove that we were made to fly.

 

"Am I happier?

Am I happier in these man-made dreams I'm standing in?

Am I happier?

Am I happier in this punch-drunk world we're living in?"

 

We're not broken,

all living proof lies within you

and everything you know.

 

We are so much more

than we were before,

so who's to say we've lost our glow?

 

There's more to life beyond these skies

Have we secretly lost our sight

of what it feels like to take flight?