A Story to Tell

I made it out from beneath its arms,
Freed from the shadow, oh I can see the stars.

Gather ‘round friends; I’ve a vict’ry in my belt,
And now I’ve got a story to tell.


I can spread my wings,
Heavy-laden with the rain;
...Shake the water off,
Oh! Can I fly again?


I made it out from beneath a spell,
And now I’ve got a story to tell.