As a kid, I'd run wild through the fields, so untamed
Dream big, live free, my fighter's voice, constant flame
Less than sold in the laughter of those golden days
Lost the journey, he'd say, in so many ways
Now in my twenties, with the wind in my sails
I see the wisdom in his tales
Underneath the starlit skies, I find the echoes of his words
In the back of my mind
From the eyes of a child to the heart of a man
Turn it through life, beginning to understand
The road's taken, the dreams awoken
In his wisdom, soaking, in his wisdom
In his wisdom, soaking, in his wisdom