Lyric

The sky I looked up at that day

Was blue like the tears that I shed

It was clear, a refreshing kind of sight

But my heart was weeping, filled with dread

Once a tremor shakes the core of your soul

The shaking never truly comes to rest

The aftershocks linger, they stay for a while

Forever trembling within my chest

The world writes songs of birds in flight

Longing for wings to touch the height

But I find a beauty in the dirt and the strain

Crawling through life, pushing through the pain

I think there’s a strength in the way that I crawl

Even under the sun's harsh glare

The storm never leaves the open air

The wind blows cold, it never dies

Stinging my face beneath these skies

The world writes songs of birds in flight

Longing for wings to touch the height

But I find a beauty in the dirt and the strain

Crawling through life, pushing through the pain

I think there’s a strength in the way that I crawl

The sky back then, like an endless sea

With clouds swimming past, wild and free

And I am swimming through this life of mine

Deep in the ocean, where the stars align

Swimming through this sea

Swimming until I reach the shore