I had to reach the bottom Begging at the door Praying it would open To who I was before I reached the peak of the mountain
When I was crying on the floor Felt like I was dying But I was just being born
Some are wild Some are blessed Some are kind Some are restless Some will take to be the winner I am always a beginner
I was always dressed to hide Wrapped in armor, terrified Of being pierced straight through the heart Until it hurt, then I, I fell apart I smashed the blade and I opened the gate To a pain where I was called I felt like I was dying
But I was just being born
Some are wild Some are blessed Some are kind Some are restless Some will take to be the winner I am always a beginner
Some arrive When some are leaving Some are crying Some are freedom Then some are cold Some are courageous Summer comes and seasonÂŽs changing
Some are wild
Some are blessed Some are cursed Some are restless Some will take to be the winner I am always a beginner