Hey there, my fellow wanderer
Hey there, my fellow wanderer,
Dream on and do what you can do,
That magic Some Place new of dreams
Is waiting yonder there for you.
Happenings happen if you make them,
Don’t wait around for happenstance,
Just you get up and join the dance,
The dance will lead you to your dreams.
Hey there, so glad to hear your voice
Across the naked wilderness.
We’re lost together separately,
We grope our way to find each other.
Hey there my fellow wanderer,
Keep the signal lamp a-shining bright,
This barren path, it needs the light
To lead us to our destiny
From desperation that we have
To keep connections that we have,
And keep in touch with our souls
We seek a home within ourselves.
Hey there my fellow wanderer,
I know you’re feeling lost out there,
You’re feeling lonely inside too,
Keep calling out, I’m here for you.
Out there inside your loneliness
I hear your voice, keep calling out.
I’ll be your voice, I’ll call for you,
We are collective strings of souls.
Hey there my fellow wanderer,
Don’t give up, I have faith for two.
Come toward my voice, I’ll be here.
Come back my fellow wanderer…
But if the calling grows too strong,
Come, let us kiss a fond farewell;
I’ll gladly share your wilderness.
Hey there, my fellow wanderer.
Now be still, I will hold your hand,
I’ll lead you from this wilderness.
Together we will march right to
That magic Some Place new of dreams.
CREDITS: fellow wanderer, in the forest wilderness – http://maxpixel.freegreatpicture.com/Lost-Forest-Trees-Man-Light-Hiking-Beds-1693025
Holding hands photo by H. W. Bryce
