The Traveler

horizon
is calling
In his heart he's got to get away
off the beaten path he'll stray

strange faces
strange places
open highway calls his name
in stagnation he can't remain

From sunrise
through sunset
the long shadows are keeping pace
wears the years upon his face

keeps wandering
vast landscapes
does not feel a need to explain
loneliness of the open plain

from oceans
to deserts
clouds the only shelter he knows
follow him wherever he goes

transcending
dimensions
constraints of sanity left far behind
reality erased, redefined

chorus
he walks the road alone
a destination so far from home
The traveler alone with his thoughts
face to the wind he presses on...

repeat chorus