I took my time on the wandering road
I took my chances, not knowing what for
Then I looked under what I was told
I didn't know what I had in store
All of my answers kept making me sicker
All of my pride kept me looking away
Some of my loved ones kept calling my name
But didn't know what else to say...it helped me anyway
On the way to the garden I stumbled
On the shore of the ocean I bowed
On the tongue of a dragon I mumbled
My flesh was very proud
In the past I believed all the headlines
The greatest thinkers talking theories galore
Acting like there was never a sign
So that we're sure it's not an earthly...who am I dying for?
Through the ages we have traded our rhymes
Furthermore, we have have traded our secrets
As for the final, great rhyme of the times
Some won't believe, though they will see this
Now the dangers of the narrow road
Hold some secrets about truth, it's so heavy
The way is straight, I don't carry the load
Messiah knows when I'll be ready...Lord, keep me steady
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