The Pathway

[With bad intent] Yeah, come on! Come on! The sound of the ocean destroys the silence And he stands on the edge of the morning With the rising tide that he's watching daily His will is strong but his legs are failing Yeah, on the pathway Moving ever further down the pathway The flowers form electric circles No mother, father, brother, sister The whole of the ocean bathed in sunlight His first contact is his only sight On the pathway Moving ever further down the pathway The sound of the ocean destroys the silence As he stands on the edge of the morning Maybe the answers don't come at all Just the fading echo of his call On the pathway Moving ever further down the pathway Moving ever, ever further down the pathway Pathway, pathway