Whoa who knows
When I was a baby-child, my daddy said to me
Many mountains we must climb, before we'll be free
But he never told me, about the bruises on my knees
They would be the map that leads, where we need to be

And Oh that storm came down
Forty days, forty nights
Who knows, what the thunder and lightning will bring
Maybe the storm will cover my dreams
Maybe the sun will shine no more

Who knows, which way the wind is blowing
And that we will look back on these things
And we won't cry no more
Whoa Who Knows

Wandering blindly, searching for the truth
And anchored to a solid rock, that we could hold onto
But there's no tomorrow, not for everyone
Who will hear your last harsh words when your time on earth is done

That sun goes down
Forty days, forty nights
Who knows, what the thunder and lightning will bring
Maybe the storm will cover my dreams
Maybe the sun will shine no more

Who knows, which way the wind is blowing
And that we will look back on these things
And we won't cry no more
Hold your lamp down, don't let the wind blow it out
Hold that light child and one day it's gonna shine

Sing until the darkness it is lifted
Sing until the darkness it is lifted

(Pick it up Pick it up)