The Hermit

[Verse 1] The mantle of attainment weighs heavy on his shoulders Guided by a lantern flickering, he grows older A refuge found in exile, he shuffles on in blindness You'll take his hand, he'll lose himself, bewildered by your kindness [Verse 2] Enshrouded by darkness, a figure slowly forms Through many years of banishment, no shelter from the storm To find this slave of solitude, you'll know him by his star Then take his hand, he'll lose himself, knowing who you are