I have been [bad word] and kind without knowing
I fell in the silence overwhelmed by these days
For I have been shown [bad word]  ruling all things
Thinking the world was mine to lay hold on
I breathe in the promise of maiden and man
But each have their own illusions to hold onto

I only want to be left to my own ways [bad word] of one leaving all things undone
I stood in awe of the whole creations
Gathered among them was the morning
Giving all its rays

Thinking the world was mine to be lost in
I ran with freedom and sank in between
For I have the path of wonder
There before me

I only want to be left to my own ways [bad word] of one leaving all things undone
I stood in awe of the whole creation
Gathered among them was the morning
Giving all its rays