Open paths for me,
I am the last wanderer,
Where I roam is home.
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Open paths for me,
I am the last wanderer,
Where I roam is home.
Open paths for me
Bring worlds of indecision.
Let's just breathe sunshine
Whoops... too late...
Where I roam is home
For everyone except me.
That's why I still roam.
That's why I still roam;
So close and so distant,
Dreams awaits me.
Dreams awaits me
That my hidden mind creates
For entertainment.
For entertainment
We will bare our sould and minds;
Nothing left to care.
Nothing left to care
for? Are we bereft of love?
Scared to love others?
Scared to love others?
Scared to love ourselves even?
I roam to find home.
I roam to find home
My home is where your heart is
Will you let me in?
Will you let me in?
A vagabond, derelict,
Longing for a home.
Longing for a home
That's made of stone, earth and grass
And flesh, blood and bone
And flesh, blood and bone,
In one perfect harmony;
I'm in awe of you.
I'm in awe of you
Teaching beauty how to speak
A better language.
A better language
Never knew I understood,
In silence we speak.
In silence we speak,
All shall be restored with time,
Many will live on.