Story Behind the Song
speaks for itself...
as usual the song was recorded in my bedroom in a short session...
Lyrics
As he mounts the wood and sets his foot off ground
He give quite a heroic impression
It's an exciting mood that finally he has found...
The paddle in his hand,
and "out into the unknown"
Never to come back no more
That's why he was born
And the trees by the river, in a snow white layer
Covered, they whisper "goodbye"
And his father's house sleeps, his beloved hills weep,
But they all, they won't make him cry
The paddle in his hand,
and "out into the unknown"
Never to come back no more
That's what he's heading for
So he drifts by the river, he sweeps through the land
Passing mile after mile
And he finally reaches the most poetic place to be
It'll keep him for quite a while
Paddling 'gainst brakers, he settles in a more quiet place
Drifting again, and evermore
The paddle in his hand, "don't need it anymore"
He throws it away and forth
He knows he's a hero
And so he dies in consciousness
Exploring places no one's ever seen
He got what he's looking for
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