Many years I've been away from home
I have faced too many battles
I was here upon the endless route
Have left me [bad word] and batted

I have heard the secrets of the streets
But I keep them to myself
On display, but here inside my soul
Like a trophy on a shelf

End upon my heart I know
The moon will light my way
Oh my friend, the winding route
In the life of a journeyman never changes

Round the corner down the narrow trail 
My boots are wearing thin
I can feel the heat upon my back
The sun against my skin

Far away I could sworn I've heard
The ringing of a bell
Through the miles you know what's hard to tell
When it's you against yourself

End upon my heart I know
The moon will light my way
Oh my friend, the winding route
In the life of a journeyman never changes

None of us will ever know
What lies around the veil
Or the world [bad word] your home
On a route that never ends

End upon my heart I know
The moon will light my way
Oh my friend, the winding route
In the life of a journeyman never changes