The phoenix cannot seem to fly She has both wings weighted down The perfect moment the perfect light The timing must be just right The phoenix spreading kerosene She puts it on everything Desperately lighting the match Knowing this is what phoenixes do She has it down Exactly what happens when she's off the ground But she is so scared The fireproof armor that she wears Are history, walls of despair She wants free She thinks she's ready to burn She has it down Exactly what happens when she's off the ground But how does she get there A blessing I will give to her She cannot hear it I believe that all blessings are heard I find that comforting I know she's strong She'll find a way to let go and move on 'Cause that's what phoenixes do