Track 06

Higher Than the Clouds

Breaking through the grey into open sky, with nothing left to hold you down.

ChapterThe reward — after courage, what's on the other side

Some words are underlined. Tap one to find out what it means.

(breath)
...oh...

The clouds went quiet under me,
.
One more flap... and through I flew,
right through the grey into the blue.

And the sun just found me,
gold light all around me.
Nothing left to hold me down...

I'm higher than the clouds now! (whoa-oh!)
Arms out, catching gold.
Higher than the clouds now,
this is mine to hold.
,
mountains small below.
I'm higher than the clouds now—
and now I finally know...
The sky was always waiting,
.
It was calling softly,
all along.

A hundred wings are next to mine,
.
No map, no rush, no finish line—
just me, my friends, and endless blue.

And the light keeps finding,
.
Nothing left to hold me down...

Chorus

I didn't know that free
could feel this quiet...
Didn't know that brave
could turn to this...
This wide...
This warm...
This wonderful...
(building)
Whoa...
I could fly forever...
and still find something new.

We're higher than the clouds now! (everybody: whoa-oh!)
Arms out, catching gold.
Higher than the clouds now,
this is ours to hold.
Every wing beside me,
every hand I've found.
We're higher than the clouds now,
sing it loud and proud!
The sky was always waiting,
shining like the sun.
Now we know the journey...
has only just begun.

Higher...
Than the clouds...
(children's choir)
Whoa-oh...
Come on...
Let's keep flying.

Words in this song

the rain became a memory

A memory is something that has finished and now only exists in your head. The rain is below and behind — it cannot reach you.

Rivers turned to ribbons

From very high up a wide river looks like a thin, curling ribbon laid across the ground.

patient as the dawn

Dawn is the first light of the morning. It never hurries and it never fails to arrive — that is the kind of patience meant here.

every worry unwinding

To unwind is to loosen, the way a tightly wound spring slowly relaxes. Worries can do the same when you finally let go.

we're drawing circles through the sky

Flying in wide loops for no reason except that you can. Pilots really do call this “boring holes in the sky.”

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