So [bad word] to my world, I can show you
Where they lead to the footprints in the sand.
On the paths through the valleys and canyons,
To the veins in your arm, take my hand.

I’m the man on the rocks on the island.
The black pearl, the fool on the hill.
I’m the gold at the end of the rainbow.
If I ask you to follow, you will.

So [bad word] to my world to find freedom.
Give you wings to the stars, you can fly.
Bring you hope and a dream to believe in
As you float through the dark, crimson sky.

I’m the man on the rocks on the island,
The jewel in the crown of the king.
I’m the hope in the hearts of the helpless,
The choir where no-one will sing.

There’s a trail out of the canyon,
There’s a new life waiting out there!
It’ll take you home, out of this chasm,
Where there’s blue sky sunlight to share.

So [bad word] to my world to escape it all,
And [bad word] from the dragons and the fools!
Through the dark, empty caverns deep in your soul,
Chasing the tiger, the jewels.

I’m the the man on the rocks on the island.
I’m the beggar, the loser, the cheat!
So now [bad word] to the gates for redemption,
With a ball and chain at your feet.

There’s a trail out of the canyon,
There’s a new life waiting out there!
It’ll take you home, out of this chasm,
Where there’s blue sky, sunlight to share!