Lyrics

I'm leaving this morning, for I don't know where
Why? I'm not exactly sure, or even if I care
There's been a knocking on my door, but when I look no one's there
But the air untamed, unbridled, and unaware

Long forgotten, good and lost
No trail's been trodden, no range has been crossed
Time's been frozen, veiled in ice
This might be my paradise

I could wear my fingers down to the bone
Playing and singing, bound for nowhere known
Up above the tree line, surrounded by sky and stone
It might be that finally I have found a place to call my home

Long forgotten, good and lost
No trail's been trodden, no range has been crossed
Time's been frozen, veiled in ice
This might be my paradise, yeah this might be my paradise...