On guiding you through the labyrinth of my soul
I may just hide the path of truth
To shepherd you away, and convince myself
That the first path was the only one
In my dreams, I return to the western isle
To relive my hopes, to stand tall
A selfish journey, my confession
A second chance at redemption
Look what you've done for me, opened my eyes to see
Look what you've done for me, the end of a journey
We can dwell in adoration, safely knowing that this will do
But we become blind, accept presentation
For, to some, average is king
Look what you've done for me
We strive for remembrance in stone, not thought
But it should be for loving, not the battles we fought
An image of reverence, life's final vision
Free from future cries of derision
Look what you've done for me