Some folks ride the train of life, looking out the rear,
Watching miles of life roll by, and marking every year.
They sit in sad remembrance, of wasted days gone by,
And curse their life for what it was, and hang their head and cry.
But I don't concern myself with that, I took a different bent,
I look forward to what life holds, and not what has been spent.
So strap me to the engine, buck naked as can be,
I want to be out on the front, to see what I can see.
I want to feel the winds of change, blowing in my face,
I want to see what life unfolds, as I move from place to place.
I want to see what's coming up, not looking at the past,
I look up, I look down, I look all around
I journey through many lands
I have witnessed much with eyes and soul
I have done much within my years
I wonder if it is time yet
Time to return to my home
Though still I am not sure
I am not sure, where is my home
I have travelled far and I travel still
For my life seems to be a journey
Yet still I look, yet still I search
For I have not found what I seek
For I do not know what I will find
For I do not even know what I want
Perhaps it has been there all along
Perhaps I just can't see it
You don't have to be blind to lose your way
For I do have eye's that work
It is my heart that leads me astray.
Listen to the tunes of doom
Sing the lyrics of sadness
Awake, upon your greatful tomb
Be part of the kingdom of darkness
Greateful sorrow deep within my heart
Captured by the feeling of desire
The one I've always searched in dark
The one that burns me like growing fire
Grand warriors messengers with burning eyes
Giving me wings for flying away
As I feel my body, it dies
Let my soul join the pale sky's grey
I'll soon be back
as the legends used to say
A night, blazed, right into dark
Or a day with its sky full of grey