I came out of the darkness Holding one thing A small white wooden horse I'd been holding inside And when I'm dead If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive What was wood became alive And in the night the walls disappeared In the day they returned 'I want to be a rider like my father' Were the only words I could say And when I'm dead If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive What was wood became alive Alive And I fell under A moving piece of sun Freedom I came out of the darkness Holding one thing I know I have this power I'm afraid I may be k**ed And when I'm dead If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive What was wood became alive And when I'm dead If you could tell them this That what was wood became alive What was wood became alive