Aeons of time have passed since I once left my native home.
Now that the years have made me older I begin to see:
At every journey’s start, a sudden end will always be.
My life’s still “destination unknown”.
Can it be there’s no end to my journeyman's days?
Will it be all worthwhile in the end?
I had to see what lies beyond that fading light of day.
Every morning came with wondering where my steps should lead.
Undecided thoughts brought foreign ground underneath my feet.
Did I smell every scent in the air?
Did I hear all the sounds that my head did surround?
Have I felt every touch that came by?
Tried to leave an ample footprint of my history.
That every choice I made had always pointed back at me.
What I’ve become and where I’m standing now was to my own device.
Leading my life this way has rendered me conscious, old and wise.
- The Finest Hour
- The Journey
- To Rule Them All
- Messenger of Kings
- Laissez Fair
- A Wanderer's Lament
- Of Spices and Gold
- Vengeance Descends
- Thoughts of the Waves