Hey little birdhouse in my soul

I found a pretty little bird

Wants to call you home

Apparently angels hear the call

Buried deep down in this red clay soil

And this soil has fulfilled its measure

When the phoenix burst from the earth

And as you and I fly to the stars

The gods will call it rebirth

'Cause when you're flying

Ain't no need to settle down

As we fly, we can make

This journey our home

'Cause with you it's home

So let the wind blow your black hair

Black like a future that we can't tell

And I won't promise you won't fall

But fall or flight we're going

To make this our home

And this soil has fulfilled its measure

When the phoenix burst from the earth

And as you and I fly to the stars

The gods will call it rebirth

'Cause when you're flying

Ain't no need to settle down

As we fly, we can make

This journey our home

'Cause with you it's home

Yeah, with you it's home

Yeah, with you it's home