In order to rise up, you will have to fall
In order to live, you'll have to die a bit
If your head floats up, they'll grab you by the toes
You can't find your way back
unless you got away and went astray
You can't save yourself from what you don't know of
The bittersweet half glass
When you are so glad, tears come bursting out
When you fear so much, you laugh it all away
And when life stabs you down into the ground
and leaves you draining out,
you know scars are marks of that
Carved-down facts of how you survived