Spirits of evermore...

I flew above stars to avoid the scar

And the scar never moved from its race

I sailed across streams to cross the graze

And waves never aid to pace the race

I crawled along the lane to evade ache

But spirits of evermore never let me go

Now dreams flew so high and low

Where the sun shone from far east

And I sit in here, stare for her

When the time comes, I’ll wave the way…

When the time comes, I’ll row the road…