Chrysalis Zanias

Going alone is all I know
Standing still is hard to do
I'm one of "those"
Never had a home

Into line I cannot fall
I will not die your light
In the sky a distant call
I breathe the will to fight
And the fluid of my soul
Is stirred and full
Breaching the chrysalis
Metamor-metamorphosis

With a halcyon hope in the morning sun
Maybe I can become "one"
Feathers around, feathers and stone
As if my wings were new and raw
And I'm tearing down all the walls, all the walls

Into line I cannot fall
I will not die your light
In the sky a distant call
I breathe the will to fight
And the fluid of my soul
Is stirred and full
Breaching the chrysalis
Metamor-metamorphosis
(Metamor-metamorphosis)
Into line I cannot fall
I will not die your light
In the sky a distant call
I breathe the will to fight
And the fluid of my soul
Is stirred and full
Breaching the chrysalis
Metamor-metamorphosis