I know not to where I go, but I knoweth certainly whence I've beenI graspesth on the promises in the ballads of yore
And in my mind's eye, I am certain
I waste time no more
Hence I journey anon, hence I journey anon.
Though I searcheth for an answer
I find and not find that for which I seeketh
Oh Lord, prithee, give me strength to carry forth
For I fathom what thou meanest
To abide along the lonely road of dreams
Hence I journey anon unaided
Wayfaring the only road of which I've henceforth had knowledge
As a vagabond, I was brought forth to walk alone
It is decided
I waste time no more
I be another heart requiring salvage
Waiting on love's sweet charity
And I shall grippeth tight for the rest of my days
For I fathom what thou meanest
To abide along the lonely road of dreams
Hence I journey anon unaided
Wayfaring the only road of which I've henceforth had knowledge
As a vagabond, I was brought forth to walk alone
It is decided
I waste time no more
But hence I journey anon, hence I journey anon...
Love it.
ReplyDeleteNow, seriously, why th' hell coudln't they have writ it THAT way to begin with??
ReplyDeleteThey missed th' boat when they didn't put you on staff...
Yeah...why couldn't I be hired on to White Snake, Inc.?
ReplyDeleteCoverdale would be proud...
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