Phoenix

When the dark is so black you don’t know where you are,

When you’re trapped behind prison’s merciless bars;

When you walk through the ashes that choke you of breath,

When all of your life has turned to death…

Remember you will rise.

Cuz what if the sparks are the hope and the fire’s the light?

What if the smoke is what lifts you right up to the sky?

What if the dark is what makes the light shine so bright?

What if the rekindlin’ embers say, “it’s alright”?

When the fire’s so hot and you’re screaming the pain,

When for once in your life, you want it to rain;

When all you can see are the flames all around,

And the ashes of your life, scattered on the ground…

Remember you will rise.

Cuz what if the sparks are the hope and the fire’s the light?

What if the smoke is what lifts you right up to the sky?

What if the dark is what makes the light shine so bright?

What if the rekindlin’ embers say, “it’s alright”?

When all seems dead and all is courage lost,

When you’re livin’ in life’s worst holocaust—

Remember the glorious Victor of death;

He’s conquered this all and given you rest…

So you can rise.

Cuz what if the sparks are the hope and the fire’s the light?

What if the smoke is what lifts you right up to the sky?

What if the dark is what makes the light shine so bright?

What if the rekindlin’ embers say, “it’s alright”?

There’s a flash of light, oh brilliant light!

Rise up now, don’t give up your fight.

From the ashes, rise up to the sky

Come on and shout your victory cry.

Cuz the sparks are your hope and the fire’s your light,

The smoke is what lifts you right up to the sky.

The dark is what makes the light shine so bright,

And because of Him, it is alright.