Let the magic men begin
Their show to entertain the kin
The folk of legend gather round
To hear their sounds of breaking down

Liquor keeps us clapping along
The desperation hidden in our songs
Ignored by the kings of great empires
Burnt out by our own dwindling fires

Our minds give us power to the magic we hold
As the rest of the world passes by our souls
but here in the tavern heroes among swine
I'll here out your story, if you will hear mine

I am the meddling master of capricious cacophony
take a look at my weather worn pages of stories spanning centuries
These pages hold the lyrical, empirical soul
Higher held than the law that maniacs contort and control
I am a ghost amongst the masses screaming and shaking my fists
silenced by a lack of ego and narcissistic arrogance
To the mediocre seas who claim to be royal
Your drownings can not reach deep roots inside supportive soil

Lost to the same sea, to the same hurt
to different situations, but the same result
We are all but lost, help me to find my way out
We are all but lost, Give me a moment of your time...it's all I am asking
We are all but lost, More than ever, I need to keep moving on!
We are all but lost, More than ever, ever and again

Never stay in the same place
Never stay in the same place
Never stay in the same place
Never stay in the same place
Lest your comfort keep you from the adventure waiting