Wake up, days turn to weeks
And the weeks to months
Starting to feel like I've had enough
Starting to all feel the same
Wake up, fire's burned out when the morning comes
Embers to ashes and dust to dust
When I feel it slipping away
I hear it rising, rising with the sun
My hands are a choir and my heart is a drum
Beating desire, every day is a song
So sing out like a bell in the night
Let it ring out, the air in my lungs becomes a shout
With every breath that I take
And breathe in, this very second is a chance to begin
Every moment's a reason to live, a reason for living today
I hear it rising, rising with the sun
My hands are a choir and my heart is a drum
Beating desire, every day is a song