Before the war I had no need for traveling Indeed, I do not know what made it so important to leave And after all this time I found that I'm avoiding me For nothing more or less then fear Of what I have to gain from staying in the clear All though it's only coming home that brings you near Master Dough, my brother, is a sailor Upon this ship of light we are the master sails in the wind And you can understand, we need a hand to guide us in So many claim to be the one But like a shadow on the sun they fade and??? And we are scattered on the ocean once again Before the war I had no need for traveling Indeed, I do not know what made it so important to leave And after all this time I found that I'm avoiding me For nothing more or less then fear Of what I have to gain from staying in the clear Although it's only coming home that brings you near Although it's only coming home that brings the tears