Lyrics:

(Fisher Reid)I sat me down to write a simple storywhich maybe in the end became a songIn trying to find the words which might begin itI found these were the thoughts I brought alongAt first I took my weight to be an anchorand gathered up my fears to guide me roundbut then I clearly saw my own delusionand found my struggles further bogged me downIn starting out I thought to go exploringand set my foot upon the nearest roadIn vain I looked to find the promised turningbut only saw how far I was from homeIn searching I forsook the paths of learningand sought instead to find some pirate's goldIn fighting I did hurt those dearest to meand still no hidden truths could I unfoldI sat me down to write a simple storywhich maybe in the end became a songThe words have all been writ by one before meWe're taking turns in trying to pass them onOh, we're taking turns in trying to pass them on