And it turned out to not really matter,
If we chose the lion or the wolf
Life for the grazers stayed pretty much the same,
We all have toes on our hooves.

I checked into all your dark corners!
Three times... maybe four.
You seemed like such a manageable storm,
And then you really started to pour.

  Our struggles, our hopes, and our dreams
  These wires we fly from our trees
  Nothing is passed our dreams
  Let us make love and be free

And all through the night, harder and harder
We struggled to loosen our binds
But they only pulled us closer and tighter
In a ballet of both of our minds

  Our struggles, our hopes, and our dreams
  These wires we fly from our trees
  Nothing is past a moonbeam
  Let us make peace and be free