Goodbye to chains,
I knew you well.
You served me well
and did me wrong.
With brand new wings
and heart ablaze,
I'm busting out.
My shell is gone.
The weight I bore
falls to the ground.
The shadows disappear.
The truth is out.
The truth is known
And free I stand.
No more tied down,
I'm flying high
and freedom is my song.
Death to the caterpillar--
I was born to fly.
