This child I once knew Knew nothing but himself Venturing out on his own Was the way he lived
He watched and observed Did things on his own He made his days And he made his nights
This child I once knew A curious mind he had Questioning everything under the sun Or over the stars Nothing else existed But the things he'd rather do
You see, this child was young Yet was drenched in reality He saw what others didn't see Felt what others didn't feel He saw beyond What others couldn't see
This child ventured on his own None tried to stop him As a curious child he was He explored the very depths of reality
Without knowing the cost Of what he was about to do He lost the child in him Way too soon Never to look back again Because he knew he had to pursue The truth
The things that happen to us are never without reason... Look back with no regret, but see the good of the past to make a better future.