In the day you were born when you fell to the earth
When the sun hit your eyes when it shadowed your birth
You were perfect enough
You were flowers held over the sea
You mother was moonlight
Your father the stars
You were free of illusion, delusion of scars
Before innocence fell to the wolves before blood was drawn
Before innocence fell to the wolves before blood was drawn
And the moon and the infinite tree
When all that you were was to be
The moment you truly were more than yourself you knew what it was to be free
And there you were taught of desire and shame
Of the sickness of sorrow the weakness of blame
When your spirit was held to the flames of your wanton mind
It was there you knew loss, it was there you knew pain
The storm raged in your heart; thunder, lightning it rained
«Is this human?», you ask yourself over and over again
«Is this human?», you ask yourself over and over again
The silence that turned you to stone
The sufferin' that left you alone
When hope was forsaken you carried your cross
To the stillness that led you back home
By the sun and the illness of man
Through everything made with intent
Your reflection begins to appear through your love
It’s the light that your soul understands
The silence that turned you to stone
The sufferin' that left you alone
When hope was forsaken you carried your cross
To the stillness that led you back home
Your vessel in carrying hands
Fell back to the water from man
You accept what you don’t understand
The sun and the illness of man
