From my spirit's gray defeat
From my pulse's flagging beat
From my hopes that turned to sand
Sifting through my close-clenched hand
From my own fault's slavery
From my spirit's gray defeat
From my pulse's flagging beat
From my hopes that turned to sand
Sifting through my close-clenched hand
From my own fault's slavery
If I can sing, I still am free
For with my singing I can make
A refuge for my spirit's sake
A house of shining words
To be my fragile immortality
To be my fragile immortality
My immortality