When the light explodes in sound There are no words left for you Breathe It's real Sleep, wake, again, again Try to wrap your mind around what could follow I give you but a glimpse And your blood's turned to fire This is what the voice said to me And then in a thunderous roar, it said I don't apply to any of your rules I am the fire you were before you were you You begin to see how I've been waiting You will not set mid-stride For we've yet to run, let alone fly So courage O sore bones, O ache, O offered blood The gift of pain well-earned Throbs and volts welcomed as conversation few others understand They say look brother how we've climbed Four winds and only solid's left to lift But mass is pretend when you play at spectacle All the silent tingles in the air pulse And the animals know you're coming Iweall Iweall Iweall Iweall