Skin is just the means by which I live & I breathe
Skin is just the means by which I’ll die
This world is not my home oh this life is just a loan
Given by the selfish hands of time

I will not die with this body
I will just go like the tide
One day to return with all that I’ve learned
On that day I walk by the Master’s side

Skin is just the strength that keeps me tied back from my dreams
Strings that keep me tethered to the ground
One day I’ll be free from all my skin & strings
One day when I hear the trumpet sound

On that day I will see my father
The one who knew my name even before time began
On that day I will fly Oh the day that I die
On that day I walk by the Master’s side

Skin is just the means by which I live & I breathe
Skin is just the means by which ill die