Lyrics

Searching, turning, looking for identity
Everybody’s saying who I’m gonna be
Tryin’ to find a scale outside of the chromatic 
Am I a simple story or something cinematic?
I would do anything not to lose the magic 

I know I’ve been born to be, original 
Didn’t God breathe into me, original?
Rip up the script by the stage door
Tell them something new that 
They’ve never heard before 
I will live and die to be, Original, Original

Try to, fit in, but I’m always standing out 
Drifting, aimless, feeling lost in every crowd 
I pick up the pen and try to get the thoughts flowing 
Every day and night another side of me is showing 
A songbird set on fire, but my wings feel frozen 

I know I’ve been born to be, original 
Didn’t God breathe into me, original?
Rip up the script by the stage door
Tell them something new that 
They’ve never heard before 
I will live and die to be, Original, Original


I know I’ve been born to be, original 
Didn’t God breathe into me, original?
Rip up the script by the stage door
Tell them something new that 
They’ve never heard before 
I will live and die to be, Original, Original

I am a new creation