Postcards from the Dreaming
the Journeyman
Tue, April 4, 2006 - 9:49 PMHe walked to the place of the no place.
The journeyman walked.
He walked through the place of the no place.
When he got there,
he was empty.
There is nothing,
but walking.
The journeyman walked.
He walked into the night sky.
Then he sat down, and the stars came around him.
Then he sat down, and the stars came around him.
The stars spoke to the journeyman.
They said, "we know you and we honor you".
The stars spoke to the journeyman.
They said, "we will help you".
'When you're out night walking, let us hold you.
When you're out night walking, let us hold you."
The journeyman walked and the stars held him.
The journeyman walked and the stars held him.
When he walked,
the journeyman thanked the stars.
When he walked,
the stars blessed the journeyman,
blessed the journeyman,
blessed the journeyman.
There is nothing,
nothing but walking,
walking,
walking,
walking,
walking.
~Lyrics by Zuleikha
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