Who am I that I might know What mystery might ebb and flow Great wonders made to my eyes sealed Things long lost to be revealed Who am I what should I be What weaknesses do others see Surly none more than I myself A detriment to my own health I cannot alone myself make due The world I've found is cruel too Yet one through another clasped my hand To lead me to the promised land A grueling journey of great mistakes Weakness, loathing and sulfur lakes Past that smoke in billows high I open my eyes and face the sky To a brighter vista than any before A glittering pure and sun soaked shore Where I might rest for a time and a half To sing and sit and dance and laugh Renew myself and stand once more