I am not a rock
I am a wounded pigeon
Stuck on the ground
Unable to fly

Still I've got a lot
I should be grateful for living
But I ruminate on what I'm missing
In the sky

Keep looking back for where you lost your step
You won’t see
Up ahead through the woods, there lies an opening
Nothing’s gonna heal if you keep checking for blood
Just leave it under the bandage, let the damage be done

There are days
I get lost in the little
Things that I can’t seem to let go

I found the only way
To make it through the middle
Of a storm, you just never take your eyes off the road

Keep looking back for where you lost your step
You won’t see
Up ahead through the woods, there lies an opening
Nothing’s gonna heal if you keep checking for blood
Just leave it under the bandage, let the damage be done