The Wanderer

A vermilion sky is gently
Fading into the night
On a canvas made of pastel clouds
Approaching on the shore
On the edge of the unknown
The wanderer walks on her own
The horizon starts to stir
A shear in the atmosphere
As the Sun drowns into the sea

She looks for no shelter of a home
In the silence before the storm
No one slows her down if she's alone
Quiet and alone
Never settled, never felt at home
Allies, a few, but no friend she's ever known

You can blame it on the winds
That you fell and can't begin again
You can blame it on the winds
But the storm is in your head

And so the colours become shades
In the night's blank parade
She cries and blames ghosts for her own mistakes
So those shades come alive
And speak words she can't deny
"Alone you claimed you won, alone you will go down"
You can blame it on the winds
That you fell and can't begin again
When will you understand
You hold the fault within your hands
Fell into the deep and you came out alive
But the darkness takes its toll if you refuse to touch the light
You can blame it on the winds
But the storm is in your head
Here comes the rain and the cold and the dark
Freezing the soul and the mind and the heart
Here comes the cold and the rain and the dark
Sieged by fate, none can withstand the pain all alone

Life can be cruel and time will break you down
Dispose of your pride and take my hand

You can blame it on the winds
That you fell and can't begin again
When will you understand
You hold the fault within your hands
Fell into the deep and you came out alive
But the darkness takes its toll if you refuse to touch the light
You can blame it on the winds
But the storm is in your head
Here comes the cold and the rain and the dark
Together we'll stand until we face the end itself