What good is greener grass if the air's unfit to breathe
What good are clearer skies if our eyes aren't open to see that
Limitations aren't meant to be treated as walls and ropes
Disillusion doesn't always lead into a death of hope
All we have is all we are and all we are is what we've been before
If we could branch out, maybe then we'd find all the open doors
We're capable of so much more
So much more