There... stretching on for miles Roads to paradises unfound To your elysium Dare... To search those marble isles And your wishes hit ground- The ancient atrium Notions keep spinning inside us Motion keeps bringing the tide More Of those winding tracks And the blinding traces inside the mind Your ego's trembling cracks Personal-divine Lies the truthful wine Son of travel you'll be and sing And someone else returning Walk on Be your road never-ending Wisdom Is yielding to its bending Homeward As long as we grow finding Wayward And it's twisting without turning back Learn The wordless thoughts Hope that you'll journey on And that your road is long Silence whispers And your heart still sings And whoever you'll meet again will think That someone else was returning Walk on Your road be never-ending Wisdom Is yielding to its bending Homeward As long as we grow finding Wayward And it's twisting without turning back Without loosing its track Making you weary, Making you sleepy "Keep your silence, deaf to sirens, blind to comfort, blind to rest And steadily..." Yielding indulgence Yield to their presence Walk on Your road be never-ending Wisdom Is yielding to its bending Homeward As long as we grow finding Wayward And it's twisting without turning back Taking More than we leave behind us Waking The thoughts that never found us Wayward A source of deep enlightenment Homeward And it's twisting without turning back...