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