I travel over high mountains
Through deep valleys and forests
Crossing great rivers
In search of knowledge of the gods
From far beyond place and time
I hear a whispering wind,
It teels me to strive on
Through the horizon of my thoughtsI am the mindtraveller
My quest is man's destiny
Teach me secret holy spells
And the wisdom of the elderly
Gazing into my mind
Entering my soul.
Is there not a secret to unfold.
(Here I have advices to be told)I am the mindtraveller
Seeking wisdom of yoreI am the mindexplorer
Striving to know so much more
Spirits of history fill my soul
With divine old words
I am on the right track
Out of the haze I'll emergeI reach unknown corners
In the back of my mind
Never been here before
Still I recognise it all.
I hear the whispering voices
Clearly all around me,
Echoing in the valley
Where magic intellect dwellsFinally I can see the blind
Not knowing why they exists,
I hear laments of nature,
Where led the path we missed?
Songwriters
STEFAN WEINERHALLPublished by
Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY