Did I, did I finally get here?
Am I free to leave the walls I used to climb when I was younger?
I appear to be a little like me
The way I used to be before the cage was wrought in iron
And the war was waging
And my heart was raging like a wildfire
Like a wildfire
Like a wildfire
Like a wildfire
From the ashes come a newborn idea
When it's over start anew
Even when the ground is black and blue
From the coals there's something true
Something true