This Wandering Day
Wanderer's Quest: Embracing Unknown Paths with Rachel Hardy's 'This Wandering Day'
Lyrics
The sun is fast fallin’
The sun is rapidly setting.
Beneath trees of stone
Beneath trees made of stone.
The light in the tower
The light in the tower is no longer a place I consider home.
No longer my home
Past eyes with a pale fire.
Past eyes of pale fire
My bed is made of black sand.
Black sand for my bed
I am willing to trade everything I know for the unknown that lies ahead.
I trade all I’ve known for the unknown ahead
Call to me, lands far away, as I must embark on a journey today.
Call to me, call to me lands far away
I must wander on this day.
For I must now wander this wandering day
Away I must wander on this wandering day.
Away I must wander this wandering day
I have little to drink, and even less food.
Of drink I have little
My strength is telling me to stay, but the path demands that I continue.
And food I have less
My legs are short, and the journey is long.
My strength tells me no
I have no rest or comfort, except for the solace found in song.
But the path demands yes
Sing to me, lands far away, rise up and guide me on this wandering day.
My legs are so short and the way is so long
Please promise to find me on this wandering day.
I’ve no rest nor comfort
At last, an answer comes through cold and frost.
No comfort but song
Not all who wander are lost.
Sing to me, sing to me lands far away
No matter the sorrow, no matter the cost.
Oh rise up and guide me this wandering day
Not all who wander are lost.
Please promise to find me this wandering day
This emphasizes that wandering doesn't necessarily mean being lost.
At last comes their answer
Despite the challenges, an answer is received.
Through cold and through frost
Even in cold and frost, not all wanderers are lost.
That not all who wonder or wander are lost
It doesn't matter the sorrow or cost, not all wanderers are lost.
No matter the sorrow
Reiterating that the essence is in the journey, not the hardship.
No matter the cost
Emphasizing that not all who wonder or wander are lost.
That not all who wonder or wander are lost
Concluding the idea that wandering does not equate to being lost.
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