I've seen the terrible hand of struggle And felt the pain the hubris brings I have tasted the wisdom of divinity And the horror of its sting
And though they tell you I am lost And their words report my death is come
The fates have left me breathing still Very much alive
And though my mind is cut by battles Fought so long ago I return victorious I am coming home And if the paths that I have followed Have tread against the flow
There is no need for sorrow I am coming home
For the distance I have traveled Upon an ocean of despair Have led me back into your arms once more An answer to a little prayer...