i will arise:
in the depths, i will open my eyes;
as my breath almost fails me, survive.
wait - there's something unclear,
there's soemthing i fear now drawing close.
could it be you? whose is that voice?
is it now time to make a chice?
ah - that irrational pain!
this ridiculous brain now bursts with joy.
could it be me? could it be now?
should i begin to take my vows?
i will return:
as i live, as i breathe, as i burn
i swear i will come through,
with my hands stretching out in the dark,
with my eye pressed up tight to the glass,
wondering if it's all been true. |