Stories to the World

When the wind blows it whispers to me.

It tells me of the places that I must journey to.

Into lands that might as well the great unknown to me.

That there are stories that must be known.

For the people have simply forgotten about them as time passed them by.

Worrying about their problems and struggle in the hope to survive.

But now is the time to remind them that they should be living life instead.

For theses things that are worth holding on as tight as you can.

Now is the time to journey on these long and open roads.

Now is the time for everyone to remember the stories of the world.

Waooooh oooow waooooh

Yadi ya hiphiae, yadi ya hiphiae. (Gather around and listen in)

Oh, it doesn’t matter how far I go as long as I have an instrument in tow.

I sing to pass the time and I don’t mind if anyone is listening when I pass them by.

The sky shows me stories with its clouds and earth sings to me of things long since past.

Things that I will pass on to the people who listen to me as I stop by.

From the open fires and taverns to catch my breath.

Though the forests and valleys that I travel through.

Waooooh oooow waooooh

Yadi ya hiphiae, yadi ya hiphiae. (Gather around and listen in)

Oh, it doesn’t matter how far I go as long as I have an instrument in tow.

So many have been left in the dark, but now is the time to shed the light on them once more.

To give back to the people what they didn’t realize was lost.

It does not matter how far I have to go or what trials I have to over come.

I will travel to the ends of the earth to return to the world what was forgotten.

I don’t mind if anyone minds to come along on this crazy journey into the unknown.

Into ruins of a lost world is full of dangers and mystery waiting to found.

But the risk is well worth the reward when I bring back the stories for all to enjoy.

Waooooh oooow waooooh

Yadi ya hiphiae, yadi ya hiphiae. (Gather around and listen in)

I care not for fame of fortune when I tell what I found to anyone who listens.

For it only matters to me is that every story needs to be told.

Truth be told stories are all we have in the end of it all.

The world cries out just remind everyone that the past should never be forgotten.

I’m just here to lend a helping hand in the thick of it all.

For what is life without a good story to share to someone else.

No matter where the journey takes me, I will pass down these words to anyone who listens in.

The world is vast and there is a lot of work to do.

This quest that I take will never end anytime soon.

For every journey that ends, a brand new one begins to take its place.

As new tales are about to unfold before your very eyes.

Waooooh oooow waooooh.

Yadi ya hiphiae, yadi ya hiphiae. (Gather around and listen in)

Its time to have your own story told.