Feel a shift in the wind
Dark clouds up ahead
I've faced it before
Felt the salt on my skin
In my mind I've taken on
To see the way back home
Have a great crew
All knowing what to do
If we can only hold it
Tight to the wind
You be the teacher
In your darkness reveal
Swells passing under
From where I must feel
Guiding stars rise and they fall
Which house do they live in
The ancient voice calls
With no time to sleep
Only glimpses of rest
All my senses are burning
Being put to the test
Islands rising in my mind
And yet I know
It's easy to get lost in nothing
But miles of blue
And find your way when clouds keep the heavens hidden from your view
If you be the teacher
Then help me to know
How the birds are showing us
We're close to our home
Sometimes it's lonely
My weary eyes stare
Yet knowing they trust me
In getting us there
Take us home from these southern seas
Under northern skies lies our destiny
Hoping the wind will be a friend
No trace of smoke on the horizon
It always makes me sad
When I first sight land
Knowing the job of the Wayfinder
Is finally done
Michael Cheape - The Wayfinder Lyrics
Michael Cheape - The Wayfinder Lyrics
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Feel a shift in the wind
Dark clouds up ahead
I've faced it before
Felt the salt on my skin
In my mind I've taken on
To see the way back home
Have a great crew
All knowing what to do
If we can only hold it
Tight to the wind
You be the teacher
In your darkness reveal
Swells passing under
From where I must feel
Guiding stars rise and they fall
Which house do they live in
The ancient voice calls
With no time to sleep
Only glimpses of rest
All my senses are burning
Being put to the test
Islands rising in my mind
And yet I know
It's easy to get lost in nothing
But miles of blue
And find your way when clouds keep the heavens hidden from your view
If you be the teacher
Then help me to know
How the birds are showing us
We're close to our home
Sometimes it's lonely
My weary eyes stare
Yet knowing they trust me
In getting us there
Take us home from these southern seas
Under northern skies lies our destiny
Hoping the wind will be a friend
No trace of smoke on the horizon
It always makes me sad
When I first sight land
Knowing the job of the Wayfinder
Is finally done
Dark clouds up ahead
I've faced it before
Felt the salt on my skin
In my mind I've taken on
To see the way back home
Have a great crew
All knowing what to do
If we can only hold it
Tight to the wind
You be the teacher
In your darkness reveal
Swells passing under
From where I must feel
Guiding stars rise and they fall
Which house do they live in
The ancient voice calls
With no time to sleep
Only glimpses of rest
All my senses are burning
Being put to the test
Islands rising in my mind
And yet I know
It's easy to get lost in nothing
But miles of blue
And find your way when clouds keep the heavens hidden from your view
If you be the teacher
Then help me to know
How the birds are showing us
We're close to our home
Sometimes it's lonely
My weary eyes stare
Yet knowing they trust me
In getting us there
Take us home from these southern seas
Under northern skies lies our destiny
Hoping the wind will be a friend
No trace of smoke on the horizon
It always makes me sad
When I first sight land
Knowing the job of the Wayfinder
Is finally done
Writer: Michael Cheape
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