Lyrics

the mystic journey

it was me and a friend just roamin’ around
him magician and i was a clown
playin’ on the streets for a dollar a day
waitin’ for the right time and a sign to lead the way

crossed over the border to a mystical land
it was sort of unexpected didn’t quite understand
on a razors edge on a grain of sand
onward we wandered to the gates of oblivion

on a roll of the dice we headed out west
where the sage and the spice attracted us
but shadows fell down like a dark groping hand
saw the teeth of the wolves and the blood of the lambs

on a turn of the cards i lightened my load
throwin’ off fear for the weakness it holds
on target and calm the vision was clear
beyond the mirage i took for granted was here

on a flip of the coins we rode the coast
trying’ to make the most out of every situation
that we witnessed near at hand
on a drifters crusade all over the land

just me and a friend roamin’ around
him a magician and i was a clown
playin’ on the streets for a dollar a day
waiting for the right time and a sign to lead the way

could it be in the stars in the passing of cars
at a table in the bar or in a turn of the cards
in a change of your mind in the passing of time
in a ribbon of rhyme or just down the line

by Jim Rider © 2014