Pilgrim's Path

music by Stefan Schmidt, Heiko Höhn, Bastian Emig, lyrics by Stefan Schmidt The old man, in his oaken chair, he turns around, his eyes turn up to me. Older tales, many years engraved in him, mirrored in him, for all to see. As I see him there, grey and empty, I know, I am still alive. My mind is full of little pieces, waiting to be found. All to be found, on my only human ride, all to be found, listen, one by one. My body