Knowing there is a price
For every opulence
I sailed to the beyond the known lands
Drift in space while you linger
In awareness of the sacred and wise
Spent a lifetime with blood upon my hands
And I have tried to wash finger by finger
Standing in the awe of the undisguised
My eyes are open
I hunger for truth
Despite the cost
I still am hoping
To know what is good
To find something I have lost
