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