Canto IV (Limbo)

Here I am in limbo
 Courting ever more
 With diamonds in the heavens
 And a throng upon the shore
 I dreamed I was a good man
 A father with a trade
 I didn't see it coming
 That was no choice that I made
 And here I am in limbo
 Dark and deep and thick with clouds o'erspread
 The aeons tick like seconds
 In the village of the dead
 But how can there possibly be
 No more room up there for me?
 Here I am in limbo, here I am
 I know it seems improper
 The fault is surely mine
 To fail to see the future
 And hold memory divine
 They say we end as ashes
 But I see no end at all
 The silent generations
 Have been waiting since the fall and
 Here I am in limbo
 Desiring without hope we live
 Beneath the din of thunder
 Rise the sighs of grief we give
 But how can there possibly be
 No more room up there for me?
 Here I am in limbo
 And how can there possibly be
 No more room up there for me?
 Here there's no tour but for the poet
 Blessed and alone when his faith is strong
 I would give all to have known before it
 I would have changed that I may belong
 Have you walked on the sand?
 Have you breathed in the morning sky?
 Have you known of the flesh?
 Found your truth with the naked eye?
 Have you worked with your hands?
 Have you laboured for your children?
 Have you wondered where you're going?
 Have you wondered where you might have been?
 What I believe is emptiness, and what I believe is emptiness
 And kindness in our hearts, and kindness in our hearts
 And the barker, the soldier, the mother and all the fallen heroes
 We the prisoners of your faith, forget me and let me cease to be
 Here I am