I’m going to fly like a night bird.
My feet will never touch the ground.
I’m going to cling to nothing but air.
Feeling the gravity slip below my soul.
I’m going to fly.
The wind will hold me higher than what I knew.
Listening to the ghosts in the clouds.
I’ll have no tears as the stars map my way.
I’m going to fly in the night.
Dark and free.
Just the sky, me and the ground.
I’m going to fly.