Text: Oh, Sleeper. Son Of The Morning. Reveries Of Flight.

A sound ahead from distant peaks, a song that all my brothers sing.
It's just out of reach, to join I would need the wings the heaven denied me.
It's like you're deaf to my voice, but I've been here for every moment, waiting on your call to move.
If you could just make a choice,
I know you would find me wanting only to be close to you.
"You keep denying my lead!
Because I've tried, I've never pulled back my reach, and I've stayed and I've died, but you keep looking for me where I'm not.
I won't be just where you want me to be.
You've got to believe and just trust that I can be everything."
It's like you're deaf to my voice "but I'm not!"
but I've been here for every moment "and I've fought"
waiting on your call to move "just call to move"
if you could just make a choice "oh I have"
I know you would find me wanting "I just want..."
only to be close to you "all of you."
If you would just try and let (me) pry all your grips on worries,
I would come alive in your life and let you find the flight you're longing.

(Thanks to Matthew for these lyrics)