LYRICS:
Across the street, outside your door
Its a place in my head Ive been a hundred or more times
No harm in dreaming fate
Join my reason then the reason can wait
I may not know the way, but I wont be too late
Unless the gods try to mess with fate
And I see a day, through the wind and rain
As the grey waves break and you come find Ithaca with me
Unblock my ears, un-tape my eyes
Ive been strapped to the mast for too long and I'm tired
From the cave to the the hills, north, south, west, and east
Mountain top to the seas its clear to see
I may not know the way, but I wont be too late
Unless the gods try to mess with fate
And I see a day, through the wind and rain
As the grey waves break and you come find Ithaca with me