Perhaps it's known The tone has returned, as I'd hoped You were on a bitter path. In thought, I'd give it birth Out of the ditch An end to the war of turmoil I'll be there for the flight of my open mind Impossible defeat Far from eloquence But in flesh i write I have ceased to be known in the place that i have come to know and learn My imposition Takes hold In the place that i learn Words of praise As they shed And no time to relate your new being Revel in your blood It's a sign Of dominion Oh, the things you'll never relearn It will all mean nothing in the light of the future Through the open door In the light Harnessing, rebuilding In the light Of my fate Blinded by open eyes When dead ends meet It will be known We know the better way.