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...