All along the rugged coast
the fallen heroes, ancient ghosts
that form that sense of who we really are.
All along the ancient trails
the love we feel
that holy grail,
its written in our hearts and in the stars.
All the maps, the charters set
the force of power and regret
the will of wanting love and hope
and peace.
Is something that is always there,
its with the meek and all that's fair,
inside those hidden dreams as we all sleep.