Isolated I succumb to the weight of the world
Separated I fall from the sky
Gale winds tear at all my metal frame
I’m pulled apart beneath the storm’s harsh claim
Falling back to the earth
Falling, falling
You are the storm that blows against my frame
Waves crash hard, gusts pound out every name
I stand firm though the wind rages loud
My faith holds fast beneath the cloud
You shoot me down but I won’t fall
I am titanium
Bullets bounce right off my frame
Gusts and rage can’t break my name
