There is the man, as I stared at his hands
One pointing skyward other one to the earth
He's just a man made of bones, flesh and blood
With all of his flaws but he's no ordinary one
There is something
Deeper to him
More than what it seems
More than what we've seen
He knows them well, everything he needs to know
Signs and omens are friends, cosmic assemble to follow
He has no fear for pursuing his dreams
Know he deserves them near
His journey begins now and here
He remembers, all the secrets of the universe
Perception is reality
His free will is a gift
He's willing to learn something new
He's not a man bounded by tradition
Obsessed with perception, he listens to intuition
His mind is free, full of weird philosophy
Yearning desire he seeks, fate is creation no mystique
As within, so without, he sees the world as it is
Perception is reality
His free will is a gift
He's willing to learn something new
Perception is reality
His free will is a gift
He's willing to learn something new
There is the man made of bones, flesh and blood
With all of his flaws but he's no ordinary one
