The Path

I walk a thread of moonlight. I search, I scream, I moan. I carry all this weight inside To where the light is known. Each step echoes in the void. My heart beats in the still. But something pulls me further on Beyond the next Hill. The road is my Road Through haze and sorrow's Load. Let it be hard, I don't mind. Let The light Find its Way. Below the mist above, I glide. I breathe, I live, I fly. I call upon my guiding star. I'll go where I'm guided. Ooh, Ooh, I'm I'm fading. Fading. Ooh, silence prevailing. Ooh, but I'm walking Towards the dawn. Walking. I'm tired of seeking out the tune That grants a deeper view. But still I feel it out there soon, My one and only moon. Each step echoes in the void. My heart beats in the still. But something pulls me further on beyond The next hill. The road, Your road, through Haze and sorrows, Lord. Let it be hard on my Legs. The light Come Late. I walk. I walk This This thread thread of movement of moonlight