Oh I once believed in the simplest of teachings For the simplest of reasons I was once a good man I did the work of some god's hands It was a golden age a golden land I once was controlled by thoughts that no force of will could hold back No simple prayer could combat I once tore a tree from the ground and heard a hundred little sounds Of the rotten fruit falling down The sun has set upon the day of eternal youth and its golden age I no longer live in that cage Because life tore apart my construct of what was true and what was love Was below and what was above I saw a world in motion and let go of those notions That strangled my emotions And like a wave turned in the ocean, no word that I have spoken I've been breathing in that motion But I see the way