Wondering
Hugh Banton / Peter Hammill
I will arise
In the depths, I will open my eyes
As my breath almost fails me, survive
Wait, there's something unclear
There's something I fear now drawing close
Could it be you? Whose is that voice?
Is it now time to make a chice?
Ah, that irrational pain!
This ridiculous brain now bursts with joy
Could it be me? Could it be now?
Should I begin to take my vows?
I will return
As I live, as I breathe, as I burn
I swear I will come through
With my hands stretching out in the dark
With my eye pressed up tight to the glass
Wondering if it's all been true