I control my nature
I am in control of my nature
So when I see storms upon my horizon
When I see my nature rising
I beat back the blackened wind
With the piercing yellow ray of redemption
Confess my childish sin
And recognize myself as a man
Who must choose the road less traveled.
Lest the storms overtake my town
And drown away my last living rays
Of quiet light
By endless night
When the storm is come.