I feel you flow through my hair I see you in the morning glare Im not frightened Im not scared They surround me but I dont care I believe it Its a start Its a work in progress Yeah, its art Chorus Ive got these words to say to you stored in my head Youve got these letters written out in ink When you open up these ears for you to hear? When will I open up these lungs to scream? These new window, cant see through Thats okay cause theyre bullet proof I need freedom, I need truth Im in need of so much from you I believe it Its a start Its a work in progress Yeah, its art Repeat chorus
progress, art, stored, work, need