1. I took to stepping into the unknown, down the unravelling road.
I left behind everything I owned, I shed my burden, I shed my load.
2. There you may feel loneliness and pain; your body aching from the day,
But you’ll do things you’ll never do again out on The Santiago Way.
If you should wander the way of Saint James,
Brother, you’ll never be the same.
Forget the strategies, lies and games,
You’re back to zero and dealing with the pain.
3. My jewel gone from the mosaic of life, in time it changed for the better.
Now it don’t fit back in; it don’t feel right, but none of that old stuff really matters.
4. Like the pilgrims over hundreds of years, seeking answers to the question why,
I’ll follow James and face my fears, treading the miles under blue Iberian skies.
If you should wander the way of Saint James,
I tell you brother, you’ll never be the same.
Forget the strategies, lies and games,
Banish your fears and wash away the stain.
It’s only pain; it could be worse. It will pass, you’re not the first.
If you should wander the way of Saint James,
I tell you brother, you’ll never be the same.
Oh, forget the strategies, lies and games,
You’re back to zero and dealing with the pain.
Face up to emptiness again and again.
Banish your fears and wash away the stain.
