Holding my breath and biding my time
What is the going rate for a tidal crime
Coz I scrambled my way to the surface
As I rose through the darkest perfect
Fallen from the sky I’d known
I guess you could say that I’ve grown
Up and out in so many ways
But I still get caught in what someone says
And I see a starling in the air
I close the night with the power of prayer 
To open up and embrace 
Do more than just save face
But admit my flaws
Be the water when the ice thaws  
Be something that’s worth standing for
Can I be something the people adore
Or do I just enlarge the schism 
React with pain or replace division 
With a wealth of wisdom true
Do you think I could trust in you