Cage On The Ground

Another dreamer steps onto the stage He sings his hope and his fear and his rage As the applause from the crowd start to fade He hears them swallow the key to his cage Welcome to the machine It's a currency generator And then it's a guillotine A mirror held up to your own behaviour I'm gonna take my bow And disappear into the sound I'm leaving my cage on the ground When I take my bow I'm watching it burn to the ground See my feet flying up through the clouds The dreamer dances inside of his cage All his music and words are the same But in the moment he exits the stage You hear him whisper a prayer for the flames Welcome to the machine It's a currency generator And then it's a guillotine A mirror held up to your own behaviour I'm gonna take my bow And disappear into the sound I'm leaving my cage on the ground When I take my bow I'm watching it burn to the ground See my feet flying up through the clouds When they distinguish your name It may extinguish your flame I'm gonna take my bow And disappear into the sound I'm leaving my cage on the ground When I take my bow I'm watching it burn to the ground See my feet flying up through the clouds One day distinguish your name (I'm leaving my cage on the ground) It may extinguish your flame (I'm leaving my cage on the ground) So trade those ashes for a crown --- Cage on the Ground - Flyleaf