….many sorrows i have seen, but i don’t regret, nor will i forget all who took their road with me.
night is now falling, so is this day. the road is now calling, and i must away. over hill and under tree, through lands where never light has shone. by silver streams that run down to the sea.
to these memories i will hold, with your blessing i will go. through turn and last, to paths that lead home.
and though, where the road then takes me i cannot tell, we came all this way….