The Great Voyage
What is this land that we find in our mind that make us wander,
What is this place that we have the need to chase,
How is it that our world is made,
For what time amount becomes a decade,
You see, In this land of the great unknown,
We find ourselves prone to the nights alone,
as we sail our ships out to sea,
our hearts plea as of if we believe,
We our great voyagers as we call ourselves land scoundrels,
And how we make our moves is how we become the founders,
We light the way for what is to come,
Our sights are set on what paves the way,
If success is found then we our bound,
The darkness is like the howls of a hound,
We need light to handle the sound,
As the great voyage is set out on this journey,
We live our life even if we get burned see.