PILGRIM’S THEME

Tired of weaving dreams too loose

for me to wear. Tired of watching

clouds repeat their dance on air.

Tired of getting tied to doing what’s

required. Is life a mere routine in

the greater scheme of things?

Through with taking roads someone

else designed. Through with

chasing stars that soon forget to

shine. Through with going through

one more day. What’s new? Does

my life still mean a thing in the

greater scheme of things?

I think I’ll follow the voice that calls

within. Dance to the silent song it

sings. I hope to find my place, so my

life will fall in place. I know in time I’ll

find my place in the greater scheme

of things.

Each must go his way, but how can

I decide which path I should take.

Who will be my guide? I need some

kind of star to lead me somewhere

far. To find a higher dream in

the greater scheme of things.

The road before me bends. I don’t

know what I’ll find. Will I meet a

friend, or ghost I’ve left behind?

Should I even be surprised that

You’re with me in disguise? For it’s

Your hand I have seen in the greater

scheme of things.

So here, I’ll follow the voice that

calls within. Dance to the silent

song it sings. I hope to find my

place, so my life will fall in place. I

know in time I’ll find my place, for

Yours is the voice in my deepest

dreams. You are the heart, the

very heart of the greater scheme

of things.

Why don’t you follow the voice that

calls within. Dance to the silent song

it sings. One day we’ll find our

place, for all things fall in place. For

all things have a place in the greater

scheme of things.