I can feel the air brush over my feathers.
In a different way then before.
The birds sing just as bright as the clear white clouds.
I feel as if I\'m flying.
All the way into the sky.
I won\'t run, I\'ll leap into the air.
As my invisible wings cover the broken sky above the clouds.
And I will break down the gates of Heaven,
A thousand angels stand waiting for me.
I want to become their king to protect them from all they have.
But I guess I\'ll have to wait and see,
Because I am a chick who cannot be.