There...stretching on for miles
Roads to paradises unfound
To your elysium
Dare...
To search those marble isles
And your wishes hit ground-
The ancient atrium
Notions keep spinning inside us
Motion keeps bringing the tide
More
Of those winding tracks
And the blinding traces inside the mind
Your ego's trembling cracks
Personal-divine
Lies the truthful wine
Son of travel you'll be and sing
And someone else returning
Walk on
Be your road never-ending
Wisdom
Is yielding to its bending
Homeward
As long as we grow finding
Wayward
And it's twisting without turning back
Learn
The wordless thoughts
Hope that you´ll journey on
And that your road is long
Silence whispers
And your heart still sings
And whoever you'll meet again will think
That someone else was returning
Walk on
Your road be never-ending
Wisdom
Is yielding to its bending
Homeward
As long as we grow finding
Wayward
And it's twisting without turning back
Without loosing its track
Making you weary,
Making you sleepy
"keep your silence, deaf to sirens, blind to comfort, blind to rest
And steadily..."
Yielding indulgence
Yield to their presence
Walk on
Your road be never-ending
Wisdom
Is yielding to its bending
Homeward
As long as we grow finding
Wayward
And it's twisting without turning back
Taking
More than we leave behind us
Waking
The thoughts that never found us
Wayward
A source of deep enlightenment
Homeward
And it's twisting without turning back...
