What will I become?
I'm still only a child in the eyes of the world
But years go by so fast
And maturity only comes with experience
The simple years are almost gone
And eight and ten are almost come
And soon I'll walk the dim-lit halls
The ancient halls with ivy walls
And kiss my youth goodbye
The newborn eagle learns to fly
Could break a wing, could even die
The diver stands upon the ledge
And molten iron takes an edge
And maturity only comes with experience
But if life is for the living
And sights are to be seen
Then why do secrets bring us power
While sacred truth has never been
It makes no sense to me...
A fingerprint or a snowflake
A million leaves beneath a rake
Is unique really so unique
When everyone is so?
I just don't know...
Wouldn't it be simpler then
If we could all just start again?
To hunt and fish and farm and eat
And finally live like men?
We'd dance and sing and live in peace
Away from all the rest
And praise our God by living life
Where each day is the best
But after all this talk of life
I'm still only a child
Standing at the door, looking north
