Travelling a lonely road
my mandolin beside me,
This bleak steep winding pathway,
to the top of a hill

My thoughts so bright so clear today,
I hope they last forever.
Warriors escort me to horizons,
I was always waiting for.

No matter where they lead me,
I will be ready to be there.
The rocky path is cold and dark,
blue sky turning grey.

But today I wont stumble,
just climb up to the distant stars.
My knowing mandolin just plays
every story that I lived.

I feel so free on this hill.
Wonder what the reason is?
Lightening strikes within me,
but still I feel no wounds.
I feel this is a reckless dream,
and It wont ever let me go.
Soaring as fast as possible,
take me there before the dawn

The smoke is all around me,
the road has left time far behind.
The sky black and unseen.
the air hot and dry.

Waiting for rain drumming,
on ground I can’t remember
All I knew now somewhere else,
All to it's end will come.

Despite the bloody weather
road so full of broken bones
ever closer to my goal,
never knowing what's ahead

I reach the top the hard way.
glance restfully behind the hill,
To see a haunting thought of mine,
in the middle of my head.

I am so free on this hill.
Knowing what the reason was
That lightening struck within me,
not leaving any wounds
I know this is my reckless dream,
but I wont ever let it go.
Soaring as fast as possible
I'll be there before dawn