But when she finally got the wings to fly she realized she had nowhere else to go to...

You're back where you swore yourself you wouldn't beThe familiar shackles you can't tell from your own skinYour head's under water when you learned to swimOn a road to hell, congratulations, you're free...

I let every grain of sand slip through my fingersAs the wind carried them away; Some drops of rain absorbed by the sand,Some dissolved in the sea.I'd go back carrying no tracesOf where I'd been,But the sand settled between my fingers,And the grains falling off from my toes.I wouldn't soil the carpet on the floorIf only I'd known...

Someday you shall meet someoneWho's gonna look at you in awe-Flying high, wings all spread,And wonder how it'd be likeTo clip those wings,Tie those feet down,And cage you forever...When you hit the ground,Remember to run

Often the most tricky questions are the ones we secretly know the answers of.What are you running from?What are you waiting for?