oh how i have walked through these lands
how i can remember every pit pat i made
from the scenery to the towns can i see
within my minds eye do i see now only exists

lost in my thoughts lost in prayer
have i been blessed with remembering these
or am i cursed to carry on what i used to see

from my life of adventure i share these
upon the listeners whom only grace what was
and not now for it can be better if applied
i seek my turn to achieve what must be done

to concur with oneself must i embrace the fact
or embrace a new start where one can build it
what it once was an eternal bliss of paradise

the dice rolls to my luck for now its that
no more sadness no more lies no more deception
which now lays controlled however hovers below our feet