The static comes alive, beneath the broken skies, John Perkins said it right, love is the final fight.

I still believe we can live forever, you and I we begin forever now.

We become what we believe in.

I've been thinking about the meaning of resistance, of a hope beyond my own, and suddenly the infinite and penitent begin to look like home.

Your love is a symphony, all around me, running through me, your love is a melody, underneath me, running to me.

Why you're living and breathing, why you're fighting it and getting it even, let's go headed down the open road unknown, and we find what we're made of through the open door, is it fear you're afraid of?, what are you waiting for?, love alone is worth the fight.

Show me the freedom from these chains.

Maybe redemption has stories to tell, maybe forgiveness is right where you fell, where can you run to escape from yourself?, where you gonna go?, where you gonna go?, salvation is here.

From the day we're born, we are scarred and torn, we've been scared to sing out loud, but we don't care no more, ‘cause we know life is short, we don't care who hears us now, breathe it in and let it out.

We are fire, burning brightly, You and I, we light the sky, when we ignite, when we come alive, when we come alive.