Travelling through time - in the hearts of slaves
Nature flickers - through the day and night
Cruelty and kindness, chaos and creation
Many faces, many names, never sure what′s black and white
Try to make it to the crossroads
But my eyes begin to fail
Protector of the travelling man
The keeper of the crossroads
Ancient myths and caravans
Open doors to secret codes
Reaching the threshold, between four sides of life
Not here nor there brings out the inner child
Every cross with every zero helps us to decide
The actions that we undertake, knowledge will provide
Try to make it to the crossroads
But my eyes begin to fail
Convergence of realities, commonalities
Between theory and phenomena, the silent devotees
Bringing out the fool in man he wants to show the way
Intersecting points of view, can lead to disarray
Eshu... What do you do? He fools us time and time again, walk away my friend
Another wrong direction, another throw of dice
Wearing black or wearing red depends on where you stand
A ghostly apparition takes you by the hand
Eshu... What do you do? – The Guardian
On the edge of every path our minds can be confused
Our journey only just begun the guide is not excused
Offerings and choices from the Guardian of the door
The point at which we make the choice dictates the inner core
How many decisions give birth to reality?
From the mundane to the magical, there's no guarantee
Are we all on the same path? Are we heading to the light?
Are we going through the right door?
When will we all reunite?
No the truth is what we seek, it′s everything we are
How can we find the right direction that we need to go?
There is no way we can turn left if we can't reach the cross
On the road to everywhere
When will we all reunite?
When will we all reunite?
And so I look back on my time
And wonder if there's anything I could have changed
I hope you know how hard I tried
To always take the path of light
And even though sometimes I lost
The part of me that should be ever faithful
I tried to look upon the cross
And hold on to what′s right
Your outstretched arms they guide me