The Crossing کے بول

In the dead of night Wrapped in silence, unobserved I’m ready to set sail Lift the anchors up Start the engines to release A venture off the trails Drifting through the dark To the wilderness of dreams A vessel as my home Destiny ignored All I need is to inhale The scent of the unknown I’ve been safe but insecure – roots so deep for years Thought I needed so much – now it hurts to be free Wherever I get – all mem’ries will abide But this day is the first of the rest – of the rest of my whole life There is no map of where I’m heading to Tonight Fate will turn the wheels I got no compass, no magnetic North The world is lying at my heels There is no map of where I’m heading to Tonight Chance is at the helm I got no compass, no magnetic North The world is suddenly my realm This is my crossing