i stand here, on my feet,
looking down into the ethereal body of water
it\'s calling me,
my vocation
the orbs above me,
they cry out to me, too
urging me to take the step,
walking out the door that\'s been closed
with my hand
i reach out
and the forgiving breeze holds on,
not letting go,
and drawing me in
i\'ve endured long enough
and now\'s my time
i lock my eyes,
and let myself go