swing

the ink of life flowing through these hands
as my past, my present, and my future unfolds for you
listen to these words intertwine
as they are all I have to give to you

From a tropical beginning to a city of dreams
The journey brought me to a place filled with scenes
but a nomadic way can never be changed
as the hands of time moved swiftly upon my feet

shipwrecked on an island
where life was filled with death
and love was filled with hate
but you cannot summon enough joy
to compare to mine for that sweet island's past

like an oak I stood strong
hiding the wounds from the battles of life
moving once more to a land far away
where life no longer held the spark it once did

but this journey can't end for me just yet
as the tides pushed me onwards to a new land once more
proving its faithfulness in my courage and strength
only time will tell who I'll become in the end
but there's no time to waste
just lands to be crossed

the ink of life flowing through these hands
as my past, my present, and my future unfolds for you
listen to these words intertwine
as they are all I have to give to you