Life is a gift we forget to acknowledge   Love sees through the eyes of our grandmothers   Time passes by without consent or apology so   I will try to give back all that's been    Given, given      I am spirit name, dreams of fame   Layer of blame, possessed of thoughts that I    cannot explain    I am clan brother, like no other   Given to smother   Desires from which I can't hope to recover    I am hopes embraced, then laid to waste   Fearing the fate of leading faith and love into disgrace   I am hidden fears, house of mirrors   Both more and less than I appear   But Who Am I?   Strength comes to those who humbly suffer   Pain burns away the ties to earthly pleasures   Why am I blessed with these gifts I've been given   I will try to become more thankful   Selfless, selfless      I am son of cain, ego vain   Culture retained   A product of the land from which I came    I am middle ground once lost now found   Spirit unbound    By expectations I cannot let down   I am spirit name, dreams of fame   Tempted to blame   But I'll accept the ownership of shame    I am confronting fears, becoming clear   Understanding is near    But Who Am I?   Who Am I?