There’s a whole world and vision in front of me now.
Behind remains status quo, and chains keeping me down.
Shall I dance with what lies in front of me now,
Or look up to the sky and depart.
Exhilaration is calling me,
From a stand of nothing
But my father’s hand.
Shall I leap away,
Or allow the chains to remain.
My limp causes me to stay
As I focus on my infirmities
And fear along the way.
What choice shall it be,
Let the fear take over?
Or fearlessly face the unknown?