The Old and His Young - Live

The young with the sword
Took a rest for the night
In his unending quest

Inside in his head
All the past comes to him
As a ghost in the night

Tell me young man
Asked the old man along
What's that pain in your heart?

Nothing can stop
What I'm feeling inside
Can you help me my friend?

I've been there and back
And I've lived by my hand
But there's nothing to do

The touch of the wind
The taste of the rain
They've been here in my hand

But one decided
To find out in this world's
What my father went for

Though maybe one day
I could find him again
But it never arrived

Oh my young man
You've come with not the proper one
So far away, I left my child, wife and life
Felt trapped and escaped
To what I thought I was my dream
Now how I was to go back again

I would pay with my life
To fly back to my time
And see my son again

My youth never helps
In those cold crazy days
And that's why im sitting here

Don't waste your time
And go on with your life
Hope you find him someday

Good luck to you, old man
I wish you could go back
And see him again

And that's how this story goes
They lived their lives alone
Never they would meet again
They'd never know much more
Never realized they were
The father and his son
Sadly that's the way this story goes

And that's how this story goes
They lived their lives alone
Never they would meet again
They'd never know much more
Never realized they were
The father and his son
Sadly that's the way this story goes