I sat down in front of the organ

pushed my fingers down
and shouted out
Hey! This is Severance!

and that much was true. My fingers had found right.
I let my fingers run gently up and down the keyboards, let a soft tone trace the lyrics.


I think we might be afraid to fly, maybe only just a little bit though.
Once you're certain there's wind under your wings there's no reason not to let go.
Once you're certain you have wings you might have to try them right away.

There's a good wind today,
a warm breeze.


Soar.