How could I forget such a revelation
To love without fear and learn without question
How could I regret the meant occasions
I must begin this day again
Freedom and reason shine through
Paddle upon the clouds one’s own canoe
How could I Humility take charge of me Drown me in truth’s modest waters
Loosen your grip identity
Free me from an ego’s falter
Love too often is only a dream
If I am harsh and unkind to myself
So I share these attitudes with you
Must I try? How could I?
Freedom and reason shine through
Paddle upon the clouds one’s own canoe
Love’s too often only a dream
If I am harsh and unkind to myself
So I share these attitudes with you
For in this spewing cavern of pride
How could I!
This was the first Cynic song I ever heard (on the radio, if you can believe that). I taped it (literally - a cassette tape in an old boombox) and just played it over and over, waiting for Focus to be released.