The wind is blowing south
Water's flowing to the mouth
Beneath the rock that's been marked is the cave
Of so much fame
Don't know if he'll make it but he's gonna try anyway
Another soul who fades away from history
Read the chantings on the wall
He hopes he'll soon be free
Morning birds there sing the songs
Sacred mantras from the wall
Cause he's aiming for the sun
He don't know
That it's been told so many times and times and now it's just another time
Another soul who thinks he's going to be the one
He says, "I can hear the voices take form in front of me"
Just another day for the pilgrim and the creed
Over and over again
Over and over again
Over and over again
Over and over again