I see…
I see in front of me
A beautiful building made of stone 
And trees and flowers surround its form

Waterfalls…
On each side, adorn its walls
And form a perfect symmetry 
a marriage of engineering and Divinely crafted beauty.

And in my ear
A familiar voice I hear 
Nonchalant to this fragility of ours 
racing past the highest of stars


Because we’re flying!
My God I am flying, round and round this sight so mystifying 
And the higher I go, the more I know 
that this plane must land, by my hand even so. 

And then
And only then is exactly when
(After such a course flown so aimlessly) 
That I become aware that the pilot here is me. 

Oh, but how…
Is there no way to escape the “now?”
10,000 meters up and reasons why
I always fail before I try.

But maybe they’ll never know
Because I will never let show
that my testament of safety
Is written with my own self-inflicted inability

And grace appears
In the form of waking amid my fears.
And all I can do is cry, 
and ask God why

Why couldn’t I land that plane?

I let out the sails of my heart

Here I am, here You are

I let out the sails of my heart

Here I am, here You are

Oh, Lord set me free

Oh, Lord set me free