When do I feel it? When do I feel it in my bones? That kind of breathing Whispering mysteries to my soul I think it's when I lose control I think it's when I lose control We can't keep fighting for a steady life, so I'll ride the wind like a feather toward home When do I see it? When do I understand this better? After the ashes When will the pieces come together? I think it's when I lose control I know it's when I lose control But we can't keep fighting for a steady life, so I'll ride the wind like a feather toward home The wind like a feather toward home With hope With hope When I die my body will say goodbye To the things that held me down To the fear that kept my hands tied When I'm gone my heart will carry on Past the valleys I called my home Where my questions and concerns will piece together Until then I'll ride the wind like a feather toward home The wind like a feather toward home When the bows about to break From the wind that hell can throw And my body's shot From fighting it with everything When will the calm that was here before Drag the clouds of sorrows storm? I think it's when I lose control I know it's when I lose control We can't keep fighting for a steady life