The past is my darkness.
The great future is my light.
As the great stars of the night.
Standing on still water.
Which is harder?
A drip of water or a mountain's rock.
The great waters puts a hole on that mountain’s rock.
So now I must climb the mountain’s top.
Walking through the darkest caves to reach the other side of the Earth.
From the mountains on high to the heavens on the skies.
A young man who carries himself with great pride.
So I think the lord this day.
Still in my living.
I Hope to make it to my old age.
If the lord willing.