Upon a secret journey. I met a holy man. His blindness was his wisdom. I’m such a lonely man. And as the world was turning. It rolled itself in pain. This does not seem to touch you. He pointed to the rain. You will see light in the darkness. You will make some sense of this. And when you’ve made your secret journey. You will find the love you miss. And on the days that followed. I listened to his words. I strained to understand him. I chased his thoughts like birds. You will see light in the darkness. You will make some sense of this. And when you’ve made your secret journey. You will find the love you miss. You will see light in the darkness. You will make some sense of this. You will see joy in this sadness. You will find this love you miss. And when you’ve made your secret journey. You will be a holy man