The sun in the clouds, the birds in the trees, the freedom to do as we please.
The prayers in our heart, the plans in our mind, the future is ours to find.
Life knows a stumble and a buckle, but it also hears a chuckle.
Black/white, high as a kite… The choice is ours whether to fight or flight.
The hurt you’re feeling now will become the catalyst of the victory you’ll receive later.