Cast the fire from the open sea,
Stumble through the motion of the spirit,
Pathway lit and clear through the night.
The horizon holds the map,
Something so wrong by default,
Your journey has only just begun.
Was this really the place where you wanted to belong?
The breeze intensifies as you falter every step of the way.
I will grant you the strength to carry on from here.
Tread the waters strong,
Where the lines cannot fade.
Fear the further of the mile..
Sulk mother's eyes with joy now soar,
But why are we still here,
When we should be on the move right now?
The horizon changes every time I look upon the source,
There is something deep within me now.
Paint my back and show the way.