Stumbling onward, the wanderer returns
Gone down some lost path that no one knew...

He walks out from the path he's clung so tightly...
Out from the trees and darkness that covers him...

The rains keep pouring down
Washing him clean of the past...

New things coming into the picture
A new face and a new idea...

He's been around the town on heels of distress
And ripped through the sky on wings of pain...

I roll over to wrap you in my arms
But you've left me this time...

Oh mercy fails, just one to deceive
Igniting the embers under our feet...

Laying on that empty bed
Memories play like a movie...

He stands out there in the open
Such an unfamiliar place for the wanderer...

Every time he gather himself up
Just one question left to ask...

The sun shines and the people are free
With a sky as blue as sapphire...

This will be the longest thing I've ever written
Containing every last thought that passes me by...