I was a young man, didn't think about nothing
All that I wasted was free
I had so many chances to get myself together
But if the world spins around you, then there's nothing to see
Moved some years later, headed up into the mountains
I'd never been that way before.
Soon did I realize the wilderness of suffering
For there is a season where you understand pain
You gotta get to a place where you can sing in the rain
Got a soul scar in the flood
Washed off the heart caked black in mud
Rectify my troubled past
Plant a future in the grass.
‘Cause that’s what I’m made of
Now I’m in a nobler place, where cuts and wounds combine
Moving forward like a tank, towards a sandy beach, I know
I know the way is long and filled with joy and tears, love and hate,
Peace, patience, and craziness then I will get my reward
Long suffering with thankfulness, and I’ll get my reward sure enough.
So many stories in the great design, the great design
I’ll live forever, I will not die
Secrets and treasures fill this endless mind, my endless mind
I’ll find them all in the end