Arthur Isaacson - A Sound That Isn't lyrics

In a voice that needs no sound or words to be profound and rises to be heard beyond the chaos or the deeply still, my mentor speaks with confidence at will. My companion in the dark or light beside me, walks unseen but present without pride: My compa** pointing ever to the way and pleading heed my self and not betray the omnipresent essence of my life, though easy paths surround me and are rife. Guardian of my name that is un-named that came to me at birth and has remained, sees what I cannot though I have eyes, that I am he and all that is implied.