Stray
It rained the whole day he spent at his lover's graveSaid his goodbyes to her family and friendsPacked his things in a rusted carAnd rode off in the rainCame upon a church in ruinWith an old man dwelling withinWho said, "watch where you stray my friend"Old man spoke of meanings lost and without nameNever shifting from their worn and weathered placeWhat was found in the endless serachFor truth behind the taleBeneath the ash and ember lies only one story to tellWatch where you stray my friendThere's a flower that grows in a caveSo lovely to see but need to be savedIts' beautiful blossom will wither and die
There's a flower that grows in a caveSo lovely to see but need to be savedIts' beautiful blossom will wither and dieif ever this flower leave the darkness for daylight