for Bud I I looked for me I looked around And found my way though different Where I was bound so there I went Consequently as subsequent Events unwound were found to be The tree grew as the twig was bent But went differently for me And the difference I went why I went ahead to live not die To be instead of not to be Meaning to be differently Therefore I went where I was meant To get lost and yet find my way To my tomorrow yesterday Because where bound there was unbound As round and round I lost but found Myself today my then by now Instead of not to be to be The difference I went is how The bent of me meant I went free Getting it now getting to know What I should do but how I knew And that would be differently Getting to know me letting go Of what was not for me I went I looked for me I looked around And found my way though different II The twig that was bent almost snapped in two The only way out of the way into The only place the answers ever are Like the lonely questioning of a star Waiting at this end of a telephone That leads me to believe I am alone Waiting for something on the other end Someone to answer waiting for a friend But here is the tree and here is the me I wanted to be here and now you see What I wanted to do and did for you It was because of love and love is free I did not break because I could take it Then and now I am going to make it III Somehow as I see the moon rise Now I see with different eyes That know I go on but remain To see the moon rise here again From where it went to where it meant So much to me to my surprise Though gone at dawn by dark I see It come back soon from where it went Because when it does we agree The moon and I were meant to be Here that much is clear to me and I know the moon would understand The bent of me meant I went where I meant to go and now I know How coming home here going free Finally I belong somewhere Along the way and I am there The dark is coming The light becoming Harder to see But it is still there Within everywhere Here within me The rising moon explains Surprisingly the light remains Steven Curtis Lance