Every piece of the puzzle falls into one
I'm made of the flesh; I'm made of the sun
Sketchbook falls wide open, just be like a child
How could we be different, born to be wild
My seed of insight seems so slow to grow
Coming to fruit now, aware I know
I felt your, I felt your presence right from the start
No more as strangers will we ever part
Ooo and last of the hope, born from despair
End of the road, I pray, I pray, I pray
Teary eyed on the floor I found inspiration
What hurt me the most brought incarnation
Beanstalks trail high up to the sky
My heart, my head, my hand
My head, my hand together I'll die
Teary eyed on the floor I found inspiration
Brought incarnation
Last of the hope born from despair
End of the road, I pray, I pray, I pray
My head, my heart, my hand,
My head, my heart, my hand, my head
My head, my hand, I pray, I pray, I pray
My heart, my head, my hand, together I'll die