He followed the river He walked with the trees The goal of his journey To the source of the stream
Alone he would shiver Along with the breeze Chasing the memory He caught in a dream
There's a place in the sky where the gods lie in slumber Waiting to be released They say that they'll grant him the gift of an answer Awakening them from their sleep
He carried a passion A burning desire to know This quest of obsession Would drive him into the unknown
No rest would he get as he trekked to west Racing the sun to the peak Enduring the test for a question of purpose Hoping to find what he seeks
Standing at the heel of the mountain of dreams Staring in awe of the feat Facing the challenge that towered before Telling himself, it's not as hard as it seemsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
