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wanderer
Sinking men one by one

Amazing death becomes
For us or maybe you
Crime and blood tonight
The moon is falling falling
Sailing finish here
The beast

They're travelling as they've
Always travelled by night wrapped in silk
Colours woven by the moon
The children sleep in the cool
Whispers of movement

Row Row Row

Matt Monro

Rare Monro

2006

Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by

of the web
Whether aphid or angel of death
Entertainment or threat
By the end, you're a savory crepe
Models that mar every orbit and corner
It's horrid
There's

Guelah Papyrus

Phish

Sloth

1992

Aboard a craft bereft of oar
I rowed upstream to find Lenore
Abducted by a bandit or
A king from some forgotten war

And mindful of his larval

Wanderlust

Nightwish

Wishmaster

2000

come
It is the journey that matters, the distant wanderer
Call of the wild
In me forever and ever and ever forever
Wanderlust

I want to love by

Wanderer of the wild clad in grey
From his breath incantations awake
Call the master of runes to convey
To his ire, invocations forsake
He will never

Only but a wanderer, in the middle of the night
Don’t tell me where I should go, don’t know what’s wrong or right
In the darkness I see things, I’m

Again above the field the bird of war circles
By directing one's eyes to overgrown ground
Raven - dark wanderer, seeker of dartstorm, what you see

The city lays before my feet
It cuts like water, raging water rushing towards its defeat
To guide the lost explorers home
I guard the wanderers, but

fallen apart,
But in the depths of my isolation's embrace,
I'll find solace, a newfound grace.
I'm a lonely wanderer, lost in despair,
Shattered by

titles to claim, no kingdom to rule,
I'm just a wanderer, a vagabond in the school.

(Verse 3)
I'm not defined by titles, nor confined by fame,
In this

I see you wondering why
Fighter in the dark veins of your night
Scolded by children upstairs
Symbols like seers
Colours bright, luminous
They'll find

Jack, climb back in the hull 
Stow the sails and oars 
Battened down 
Watertight 
Unsinkable boat 

Watch the pitch and roll 
Turn the rudder slow

held on. 

I bow my head and close my eyes. 
It's time to say goodbye. 
I'll push off from the shore and 
lay down these oars. 
I don't need to know:

on the wall
But she wants to be sure
Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings

In a tree by the brook
There’s a song bird who sings
Sometimes all of our

your own company
The Technicolor worlds going by
But you're the lead in your own movie
Cos in the Liberty of Norton Folgate
Walking wild and free
In your

know, you're just basking in you're own company
The technicolour world's going by, but you're the lead in your own movie

Cos in the Liberty of Norton

Wherever you are,
O ye people,o ye nations,
Everybody declaring,

Wallowing in my darkest part of life,
All caused by sinful nature,
Lost in evil,

Rumbling like a freight train, tear ducts billowing steam
Impervious to logic, propelled by fallacies

Wanderer
Plagued by a thousand plights

The pilgrim's spirit unbroken
Driven by the land's calling 
Towards the black mountain
Every step could lead the passage 
Into lunacy's realm

The wanderer's gaze

Wanderer
Some call him harbinger
An unwelcome guest
Seen by none
Unwelcome
Despised by all
Wanderer
Harbinger
Unwelcome
Unwelcome

Still, he will be there

resurrection
And the glare of bright red plumage, blinds everyone, a killing look enemy burn

Punished fate, torment by life, all scarred and cut a proud

the void
Our hope for life is now destroyed

Shadow of dark spirit so divine
Wanderer searching for a sign
Soldier fighting for reward
Crushed by curse