follow the path of the sun to the shores of the crystal sea where the waves on the sand whisper on without end over the forest of gray flies the wind into no-man's land never turn as you walk never follow the hawk for the hunter is blind in a way footsteps on whispering shores where the waters will hide the sun over a shadow of blue that's enveloping you and flying high to the sky as you run follow the path to the end to the crossroads of space and time to the mountains and lakes to the star that awakes and you've left all your darkness behind