My crew is loyal, they prove it so, they are steadfast beyond compare
Searching faces for relief, higher-borns cry in despair
Vicious crooning soothing wombing plays the pipes of pan
Jesus saves, I know it's true, but I'm going to meet the man
The Pharaohs they all know me well and they baptize me in the Nile
I found a box fixed on its bed and I tried to free it for a while
But tepid water daughters caught us and threw us in the van
All must end, I know it's true but I'm going to meet the man
Pearl and fog were at my door as I awoke from fevered dreams
Crimson hands clasped 'round my neck as I read aloud names carved in beams
Hereupon I heard the maid singing what I sought is in Bhutan
Truth is mute, I know this well, but I'm going to meet the man
If I indeed should leave this ship just for some bread and for some wine
What's the cost? What will be lost? I take my failure as a sign
Sacred Brooklyn cooked in urine flies into the fan
He's standing still, I know it's true, but I'm going to meet the man
I crossed the mighty Boa wide, though I was pressing all my luck
Unpremeditated words came as numbers as I felt my lips get stuck
Venerated fated hated secrets of the klan
The night is white, I know it's true, but I'm going to meet the man
There again I'm tired out just 3 miles from Alabaster
The dying soldier learns to breath, a skill I one-day hope to master
Panting shudders stutters structures one mile from Sudan
The scene is young, I know it's true, but I'm going to meet the man
Eating scrolls on ocean islands that are littered with my bones
Transposing thoughts into words and then back in my head with vibrant tones
Son of none, undone by some, attempts to heal the plan
I 'ain't seen him once, but I know it's true 'cause I'm going to meet the man
I set my course just like night takes it's throne sitting and adored
Where rivers meet and kiss my feet, the land where I first stepped on board
Timing writhing crying shining flashing in the pan
I can't go back, I know it's true, I'm going to meet the man