In the beginning we cast spells with our daughters

Show them the ropes

Guiding them towards new perils as a new generation

They wobble, fresh footed on harsh grounds full of acidity--the first encounter of the flesh dying

They wrap their feet with the binds given to them

Slowly walking into the achy world

Guided by the old generation...the world spoken to them is often more changed than the last's encounter of it

The daughters take note and begin to take their arduous trek

Gradually, they begin to learn to run

As they glide in the air,past all obstacles

That is when the curse begins to unravel

The spellbook becomes unbound

The new generation rises as the old withers within their own gumption

Sometimes quietly within peace,others with spite--still the daughters rise

Spells in arm,love in sight

Casting them with full delight,of the world unknown

"Do we ever truly know?"

Like breaths breathe the light of the sky--slowly rises and falls against the breasts of the horizons

The daughter paces

Searching for new spells to cast

Looking to create her own spellbook

While becoming slowly unbound...

I often find myself getting uncomfortable in rooms that will never be pleasured with my presence

I often find myself feeling uncomfortable while understanding humans will die without reverence

I understand that I get quite uncomfortable when people don't care about people that are dying

Right in front of them--even though it's uncomfortable

Hmm..are we even trying?

It's uncomfortable to me just to sit here and not say anything, smile and cheer

(Yay!)

It's uncomfortable to look at this lifeline and understand not everybody else is here

(Hey!)

It's uncomfortable to look around and see other ones be denied, everyone else just complied

(Do what I say!)

To the lifestyles of the needle's eye

Get spent up,bent out it's shape--understand why..

I cry when angels die

I cry when devils lie

I cry when you cry

Understand that's the reason why--the reason why people should combine and not look inside another's eye..pretend that's why,"I don't give a hoot,that's the reason why you'll die!!"

(Whatcha sayin!?)

Try to say this is alright, is quite uncomfortable to me, you know the reasons why..

And I find myself crying in the back

(Singing)

Feeling so lost and so confused

(Singing)

What in the world am I to do?

(Singing)

When all they want from us, is to lose

(Singing)

(Gotta rise,gotta rise up..like a Phoenix)

(Gotta rise,gotta rise up..like a Phoenix)

(Gotta rise,gotta rise up..like a Phoenix)

Do you feel it?