Visionary man of the world Emissary so far from home In solitary silence so loud The truth often lies behind a shroud
Flashing back, to the beginning Retracing all of the memories Revolving, ever rotating Opening doors that are waiting Relentlessly turning the table Blazing a trail wherever able Leading the pack, never retreating Life standing still, time ever fleeting Visionary man of the world
There's no replacing what's been left behind There's no returning to that place and time In sight were all the distant horizons In flight were all the dreams alive