Am I falling short or do I fly?
While I miss the mark do I hit the sky?
And in my wondering do I answer why
I'm alive?

To make a space, bushwhack a path
Leave a sign, dodge the wrath
Of myself and leave the math to God

Falling short I've hit the spot
Of the place where I was shot
From the womb of my mother
I've fallen short but is there another
Place where I could be?

Is short just the place for me to see
What I can do?
What I've been given?
My holy view of hell an heaven

Am I falling short or do I fly?
While I miss the mark do I hit the sky?
In my wondering do I answer why
I'm alive?
I'm alive
I'm alive