Powerful

Half of me thinks it's a good idea
Let them flow over black and white:
One of them leads me on it so,
I take half of a step.
Half of me thinks it's beautiful
Stand up there, where i find my sun,
Then i hear the voice of the wind, whispering
But i only get a part... half a part.

And my other part chains me,
There's no words that i can find,
Try to breath in, at least at half
Just enough to stay alive.

And my other part's hanging
From my tongue and vocal chords
Try to sing, i fight to sing aloud
But i only have half of my voice.

And my other part keeps me
In that small, dark room,
Try to jump to turn the light on
But i only reach in half

And this heavy part of me
Stands in the middle of my road,
Laughts at me, it breaks my finger,
Drinks the water from my blood
.half of me thinks i'm powerful...

And my other part's hanging
From my tongue and vocal chords
Try to sing, i fight to sing aloud,
Try to sing, i fight to sing aloud,
Try to sing, i fight to sing aloud
But i only have a half of my voice...
...half of me knows i'm powerful...