Now about who I am
Are you blinded by my plight?
I stumble through a maze whose walls are high and tight
I flex, scream and try to stay alive
I try to remain upright
My blindness is compounded by the need for a second sight
We have a need to see through the mysteries of the day
The wonders of possibility
That ultimately come into play
I will fight to truly know
Where my place is
If I win or if I fail
I'll never really know
If it's the last line of my tale
To sail upon the edge, the cusp of eternity
To sense the realms unfolding as it was always meant to be
As I rail against the wind, try to stay afloat
A sinking ship (A sinking ship)
