He knows the storm beneath my skin
What I deal with deep within
The world beyond the tight confines
In the caverns of my mind
He was born completely blind to light
With another kind of sight
A seventh hidden sense
Untaught intelligence
I'm in the middle of a war
Fighting fights no one can
Solving the riddle of it all
Like a blindsighted man
Since I was little
When I fall
He's been silently holding my hand
So what have I learned after all that I've tried
Can I take every turn like a riding tide
When it all goes downhill
Keep both hands on the wheel until
The world is standing still
And I can respond with loving kindness
To make everyone feel they are mine
Even if I may fall, can I do it with a pride
And the corner I fought continues to shine
To keep lying down until I am able to stand
Be wise enough to know when and where it began
And see how it all gets lost in the sand over time
Thrown to the middle of a war
Fighting fights no one can
Solving the riddle of it all
Like a blindsighted man
Since I was little
When I fall
He's been silently holding my hand

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