He knows the storm beneath my skin What I deal with deep within The world beyond the tight confines In the caverns of my mind He was born completely blind to light With another kind of sight A seventh hidden sense Untaught intelligence I'm in the middle of a war Fighting fights no one can Solving the riddle of it all Like a blindsighted man Since I was little When I fall He's been silently holding my hand So what have I learned after all that I've tried Can I take every turn like a riding tide When it all goes downhill Keep both hands on the wheel until The world is standing still And I can respond with loving kindness To make everyone feel they are mine Even if I may fall, can I do it with a pride And the corner I fought continues to shine To keep lying down until I am able to stand Be wise enough to know when and where it began And see how it all gets lost in the sand over time Thrown to the middle of a war Fighting fights no one can Solving the riddle of it all Like a blindsighted man Since I was little When I fall He's been silently holding my hand