Now about who I am Are you blinded by my plight? I stumble through a maze whose walls are high and tight I flex, scream and try to stay alive I try to remain upright My blindness is compounded by the need for a second sight We have a need to see through the mysteries of the day The wonders of possibility That ultimately come into play I will fight to truly know Where my place is If I win or if I fail I'll never really know If it's the last line of my tale To sail upon the edge, the cusp of eternity To sense the realms unfolding as it was always meant to be As I rail against the wind, try to stay afloat A sinking ship (A sinking ship)