Heavenly [Outro]

At the end of the story, we will find the beginning again And when the last note of the symphony gives way to silence We find our voice, in the echoes The truth that music left behind As music washes us out Cleansing our human heart It moves us, lifts us to float on its waters any time we need it It elevates us, transports us Music takes us home Home to the truth that's written Carved into the base of our very heart, our vessels And while this sometimes beautifully broken world Wants us to believe We are earthly Made to live and die unremembered With even our footprints so quickly washed away in the sand The truth is We Are Heavenly