A broken wing in midair You’re falling fast with a burden to bear A parachute without a cord Straightjacket strapped to a brick and a board And chained to the weight of the past Your knuckles whiten but you’re losing your grasp A train too late to slow down It’s unforgiving as you hit the ground Remember through the pain That blood will always wash away in the rain And every beautiful scar Becomes another part of who you are Another battle lost to the war It’s hard to find the will to fight anymore With the cruel hand of time Holding the knife that’s turning in your side Remember through the pain That blood will always wash away in the rain And every beautiful scar Becomes another part of who you are Remember through the pain That blood will always wash away in the rain And every beautiful scar Becomes another part of who you are I put a hand upon your heart So you never stop believing That the feeling will return once again