The Traveller

The road was long and the sun was hot
And somehow he went into the right direction

His mouth was dry so he took a sip
While a squeak of a mouse drew his attention

He wiped the sweat from his forehead
Picked up his hat and peered into the distance

For a moment he felt weak
But quickly recovered after short resistance

The forests lay behind him
Unable to catch his dreams
His dreams he carried with him like
Treasure always flowing upstream
Always flowing upstream
Always flowing upstream
Always flowing upstream

He took a deep breath and grabbed his things
It was time to continue his way.

The wings of hope
Would keep him going on
He would never lead astray

The forests lay behind him
Unable to catch his dreams
His dreams he carried with him like
Treasure always flowing upstream
Always flowing upstream
Always flowing upstream
Always flowing upstream

He took a deep breath and grabbed his things
It was time to continue his way

The wings of hope
Would keep him going on
He would never lead astray

The wings of hope
Would keep him going on
He would never lead astray

The wings of hope
Would keep him going on
He would never lead astray



Credits
Writer(s): Jeroen Claase
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