It gently faded, all I once believed in.
I am glad there is a world that seems to go on
where I once sang.
All I ever knew is still a part of me,
and will be forever.
All I ever knew is like a mouse,
living in a tiny hole in the palace I have become.
Since God gave me the key to myself,
I know the movement of every limb, fin and leaf.
I could tell you how many hairs exist
on every creature on earth.
Sometimes it, that sweet little rodent,
comes out and we look at each other,
and I even talk to that wondrous world
where I once lived,
as I am doing right now.