I've found a gray, brushed off the face, felt your light, and I remember why I know. This place. I found a bird, closing her eyes one last time. And I wonder if she'd read like me. As much as it hurts, ain't it wonderful to feel So go on and break your wings Fold all your hearts and let bleed As we rush toward the end of the dream I'm not afraid I pushed through the pain And I'm on fire I remember to breathe again As much as it hurts, ain't it wonderful to feel So go on and break your wings Fold all your hearts and let bleed As we run toward the end of the dream Where must we fall apart To understand how to fly I will find a way Even without wings Even without wings Dream Fold all your hearts and let bleed As we run toward the end of the dream Fold all your hearts, believe me As we run toward the end of the dream