Sly

I try to believe what I feel these days

It makes life much easier for me

It's hard to decide what is real these days

When things look so dizzy to me

I already know my children's, children's faces

Voices that I've heard before

There's always more

There's always more

Wandering

Leaving the sea behind

To my home

Which everybody owns

Wandering

Wandering

Where we can do what we please

Wandering

I feel like a thousand years have passed

I'm younger than I used to be

I feel like the world is my home at last

I know everyone that I meet

Somewhere in the music

I can hear the bells I heard a thousand years before

There's always more

There's always more

Wandering

Is this the world there is?

Since I was

Since I began to be

Wandering

Wandering

Where we can do what we please

Wandering