A bright sky
Of make believe
Is high above his cloudy eyes
As he finds a reason
Not to run and hide
From his isolation
On his journey home
After years and years
He's all alone
He's just making sense
On his journey home
After years and years
He's all alone
He's just making sense
His wings are tarnished
On his journey home
The grass sways
Just like oceans
Of past love and devotion
As he finds a reason not to run and hide
From his isolation
On his journey home
After years and years
He's all alone
He's just making sense
His wings are tarnished
On his journey home
And the wheels of rhythm speak so peacefully
And the wheels of rhythm tell honestly
And the wheels of rhythm speak so gracefully
And the wheels of rhythm tell
On his journey home
After years and years
He's all alone
He's just making sense
His journey home
After years and years
He's all alone
He's just making sense
His wings are tarnished
On his journey home"