As I woke from walking asleep,
Below one midnight she said,
She told me one morning bright,
Child you've got to run on my back
Farther than you've ever gone before,
Deeper than you′ve ever known before
Run right through your edges,
Right to the edge of your edge
Hey my brothers and sisters,
This is we connected at the roots
The roots that grew us, the roots that
Grew these trees, that lit these lights,
That lit these lights, that lit these lights...
So if you want the stars to hear you
If you want the stars to hear your soul, you got to
When speech was for meaning the thing we spoke
To feed this story whose pages we wove
However you find yourself
I′ll take it all, I want it
Sound it loud, beam it out!
There's no more time to hold back
No more time to hold back
There′s no sense in holdin' it back
Beaming light, all beaming' light,