Wandering

Can we wander without moving? I’ve found the way and guide you to take a look. As we’re wandering from the land we known Wandering, hoping to find our freedom we don’t know where we’ll find a home of our own. Perhaps we will be led to a kingdom Where the king is wise The queen is kind But the jester lies And the people are blind So the kingdom falls to one inside. And we try to find a land to call home Maybe we will find a cave in which to abide In which a bear has chosen to roam, And she has cubs to mother She has food to hunt So the home we choose must be another we may wander to the oceanfront. Where a mermaid may be searching for a friend But she wants us to come into the sea But we can’t come to her home, it’d be the end We must move on to let her be free. As we wander from these lands There are no allies in sight There are warriors fighting other bands But we must continue my flight. On the journey we find A sparkling winter wood Where a wolf has sheltered from the wind He shows us the den with his mate and brood. Now an ally at our side we wander through the wood to hunt As we leave the wood the world opens wide The world leaves our energy spent. friends find love The only ally we found journeys onward With her gone we travel to the mountains above The path we follow leads to a kingdom conquered. we’ve wandered far from a land called home The journey means many things All these days we’ve continued to roam Aching legs make us wish for wings. following many roaring brooks Seeing many kingdoms fall We’ve wandered through hidden nooks We journey alone for most days of our all. Only a few allies survive Wandering through life Everyone hopes to arrive To journey to a land without strife, A land where all are free An empire to call their own A world to journey from sea to sea A place where we don’t have to be grown. we’ve wandered through valleys we’ve wandered over the mountains Learned to hide loss with being happy Seen the journeys of thousands. Every day we journey away from the land called home And every day wander back again We learn as we roam But as we arrive home, we complain Because we don’t want to close the book.