At times it seems nobody knows, nobody cares The road I've walked, the weight I've borne The blood I've given the blood I've shed The graven years upon my face When all that is sure turns to dust in my hands I find myself in a place where no one stands And there is no one here to find No one to turn my heart to gold No light to pierce my blinded sight No hand to nourish this dying soul I was wrong, was lost, was gripped by fear Had pain, had loss, had wounds to heal You were there when I was consumed To hold and love and whisper dear Found here as a man laid bare