I would rather be human then a ghost
Would rather be a demi-god then a god
For when I stand alone on a cliff
I would feel the adrenaline and fear
See the view with different eyes
Smell the air in its un-obtainable freedom
Hear the call of birds and the scream of the wind in the trees
Lifting my hair like cotton from a tree
I would rather be daring then safe
Careless and free
I would rather be wild then tame
Rather be unique then common
Would rather create memories then hide away
Would rather be alone then fake
Rather be on the edge of life, teetering back and forth
Breathless and free