There is the man, as I stared at his hands One pointing skyward other one to the earth He's just a man made of bones, flesh and blood With all of his flaws but he's no ordinary one There is something Deeper to him More than what it seems More than what we've seen He knows them well, everything he needs to know Signs and omens are friends, cosmic assemble to follow He has no fear for pursuing his dreams Know he deserves them near His journey begins now and here He remembers, all the secrets of the universe Perception is reality His free will is a gift He's willing to learn something new He's not a man bounded by tradition Obsessed with perception, he listens to intuition His mind is free, full of weird philosophy Yearning desire he seeks, fate is creation no mystique As within, so without, he sees the world as it is Perception is reality His free will is a gift He's willing to learn something new Perception is reality His free will is a gift He's willing to learn something new There is the man made of bones, flesh and blood With all of his flaws but he's no ordinary one