He is nothing but a faceless name.
Sheathed under shadows, his sense of self has gone adrift.
The essence now buried in the mist.
There’s a flame of life still burning inside.
Board the vessel, raise the sails.
A man, a voyage, a final chance to find himself.
He’ll trace his path by the stars that blanket the sky.
His heart will keep him on course and every last ounce
of hope keeps the breath in his lungs.
Once we think we found our way.
We still have voyages we must make.
The ocean’s will holds the deepest grave.
He splinters each wave and his bow never breaks.
One day a new horizon will emerge, in that distance place.
In the greater north the clouds will glow in the gleaming sun.
Once a faceless name, now a man of grace.
Thanks to jayache for these lyrics