Return

I've seen the terrible hand of struggle
and felt the pain that hubris brings
I have tasted the wisdom of divinity
and the horror of its stingAnd though they tell you i am lost
and their words report my death is come
the fates have left me breathing still
Very much aliveAnd 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 homeFor the distance I have traveled
Upon and ocean of despair
have led me back into your arms once more
an answer to a little prayer