Wake up
Falling down
Falling down
Falling down
Falling down, the
Sky is falling down
My eyes are balling now, the
Sky is falling down
His body hits the ground
The boy who stomped through the glass, taking control
The boy who fell from the sky with glass shards in his sole he's home
On his back looking up at the skies
White stars and a pink sunrise
Deep breath he sighs
Falling low is his biggest high
We've awoken, sky is broken
He looks around sees people floating
They don't look back they're glowing golden
They start shining as the heavens open
Princess Aiyana, leading her people
Her father and mother and sisters and brothers away from the evil
They look so peaceful
Same painting on a different easel
Looks more beautiful from down here
Feels familiar view is clear
In a backyard on the east side
Grass soaks up his tears
Aiyana looks back at the boy with tears in her eyes and cries
With his eyes he says don't cry
Please just tell my story when I die
Well, the sky starts spinning
And the light starts dimming
Aiyana fading and grinning
For the first time in a while he smiles
Closes his eyes, feels his soul start to fly