Crown the king wanderer
Keeper of the souls
Spare me not the mercy
Of a heart decades old
Trapped in this world
Out of time and out of place
Across the line of reality
Between this rock in the space
I will journey back home slow with no haste
The sights and the sounds will be here
Forever to keep my place.
Her voice will guide the walkers through the pale white shades
Pull back the curtain just to say.
Where are the legends that hide in plain sight ?
Reveal the way home through the blinding crystal light.