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And never shall I grow old I was roaming far from home Far from the town i left behind Out in the wild... Under open sky Wind - whiped the ttears off
If you want to sleep, I'll pull a shade If you should vanish, I'm sure to fade If you should smolder, I'll breath in your smoke If you should laugh,
I met the old man In the dephts of the woods He said: i'll show thee a bit of the future If perchance thou wilt listen [THE WANDERER:] "The journey it
Strange how the world shrinks while you grow up Some of it seems so long ago It cannot really have been me at all As future turns to past Premonition
In my veins still runs tha blood of the wild Deep within my heart the earliest of songs In my eyes the light of the first of days But the road is hidden
See Tomorrow Shine In my dream... 'Twas a cold morning when I saw the first of them Tiny spots on the horizon Their wings blackening out the sun Exodus
Once a young boy he set out Upon the road to fame and fortune Full of hope for all looks bright in daylight But the young boy he must learn That the road
Striding forever down the road; continuous stream of losses Leaving wrecks at every turning; broken glass and crosses Whispers in the trees and ghosts
The silent see; no rolling wavws Yet in my soul are darkened caves Something roaming in my mind A creature from another time The sea grows red as sun
Light flickers like burning birds On the dark, silky surface The willows are leaning over the edge To catch a glimpse of her beauty Such a relief To
A stron wind blew across the bay A word for happiness on that day The workers board their trains for home Their shirts were dirty and damp And I stood
Here I am, can you feel me breating In the rhythm of the world I'm in Here I am, can you feel me breathing In the rhythm of the world I'm in Reaching
Here I stand looking at the sky It has never been so red before Here I stand looking at the mountains They have never been so tall before Now the road
I feed off light, light is my source All evil thoughts and painful memories Are washed away by the radiance Of golden spring Standing as a flaming torch
I'm freezing; I'm cold I've fallen into this dark hole Lights out; in darkness the fears unhold Drown in waves of no meaning Through the night I am screaming
Now as I'm sitting here My life passing by I recall the things I've done I watch the sun But this is not the end No the end I'll never see And I'll be