Have I established a pattern
Perhaps a bi-annual mental collapse?
And is every day a thousand years
For anyone with ears to hear?
Someday I'll find me
Someday I'll find me
Can you really make all things new?
I have reason to believe you do
Nothing new
Break on through (to the other side)
Someday I'll find me
Someday I'll find me
If the briar or wheat grow
Cloven tongues of fire aglow
Or of snow, bond or free
In whatever you may be
Someday I'll find me
Someday I'll find me