21st Century Minstrel

I give myself away to the low
Lone silent sea
Each universe is dreaming, only dreaming
Burning for me
Let be her lonely guide
Where all is stranger
Where all is strange away
The 21st century minstrel
Has a hard one to earn
Such a hard way
It’s one hell to pay, believe me
When these crowds sweep away
So slowly you thought they came
To live, believe, to stay

The clouds slowly come to paint the coast-line
Paint the coast-line blue
Where are you, Rose of Shore
Where’s your promise
Pleasurable course
Where the waters we spent come to die
On pensive oceans wide
I ask them what’s the weather
You answer, hey, what’s the time
The 21st century minstrel
Has a hard one to believe
Such a hard one to walk by
Pathless, the only reward
The ever uneven sky

Let your joys be lucid wanderers
Can’t they slowly retreat
Let your voice summon sunken thunders
Stoned mellow sunset breeze
The frostbit come the heat
Ceaseless bosoms of senses
Be the only worlds we know
The 21st century minstrel
Has such a hard one to go
Yeah, a hard one for the road
But a good world to be born
No man has viewed it whole
No man has walked these shores
Such a good world
To be born