The Winding Road

I've made a home of the winding road
Traded my living for a wanderer's woes
Feet on the earth, head in the clouds, I walk the world alone

Long have I travelled across these lands
Long is the journey that never ends, oh

Back home, there are farmers and blacksmiths galore
But out in the world, I can be so much more
I've met mages and fae, I've met soldiers at war and set eyes upon distant shores

Long have I travelled across these lands
Long is the journey that never ends, oh

Some say that I'm foolish, some say that I'm bold
To brave the dark forests, wild beasts, and the cold
But I choose to roam in ruins of old and sing of their stories untold

Long have I travelled across these lands
Long is the journey that never ends
My journey shall never end