Lyrics
I am not on top of a mountain and
I am not in a position of triumph or success.
I am not under the ground
I am not in a state of obscurity or hidden.
I am not spilling over the edges and
I am not overflowing or exceeding limits.
I am not easily found
I am not easily noticeable or discovered.
I am not in a shelter from the winter
I am not seeking refuge from the harshness of winter.
When your head is buried in the sand
Even when you avoid facing reality, I'm not lost.
Why do the secret sellers explain things
Why do those with hidden motives explain things I already know?
Things I already understand
I comprehend things without the need for secretive explanations.
And who do you think I am
Questioning the perception others have of me.
Yes you who do you say I am
Asking directly, "Who do you think I am?"
Once when I was flying past the steeple
Recalling a moment when I flew past a church steeple.
The bells were ringing in my ears
Hearing the church bells and feeling their impact.
And I was counting the broken hearted people
Observing and counting those with broken hearts.
And I was following their tears
Following the tears of the broken-hearted.
I am not sinking in the sadness
I am not succumbing to deep sadness.
I am not throwing bitter stones
I am not casting hurtful words or bitterness.
I do not worry who will mind me
I am not concerned about who cares for me.
I am not dancing alone
I am not isolated in my dance; I am not alone.
But you who do you think I am
Continuing to question how others perceive me.
Yes you who do you say I am
Asking directly, "Who do you say I am?"
Is it winter where you are
Checking the conditions where someone else is.
Try to find me if you can
Encouraging the person to find me if they can.
When it's over it's never over
Stating that conclusions or endings are not definite.
And when it's empty it's never gone
Emphasizing that even in emptiness, something remains.
I am in silence gone from danger
Being in a state of silence and away from danger.
Far away is the forgotten one
Referring to someone distant and forgotten.
I am headed from that distant lighthouse
Heading towards a distant lighthouse metaphorically.
I am twisting towards the sun
Twisting or turning towards the sun symbolically.
I wrap around me all your goodness
Surrounding oneself with the goodness of others.
If I go that way am I the only one
Contemplating if going a certain way makes one unique.
But you who do you think I am
Reiterating the question of personal identity.
Yes you who do you say I am
Directly asking, "Who do you say I am?"
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