“The sky stretches wide, no edges in sight, A canvas unmarked, in the cradle of night. No maps to follow, no roads defined, Each step’s a question, the answer’s mine.” “I’ve heard them say, ‘Stay the course,’ But I’m drawn to rivers that change their source. The mountain calls, the valley hums, Each shadow whispers, ‘Your time will come.’” “The stars above, they don’t need to know, Which way I’m headed, where I’ll go. The road unmapped has room for me, For every dream, for all I’ll be.” - “No guide, no lines, just endless ground…” - - [Saxophone Response: A wandering, rising melody.] - - “Every step I take, a story profound…” - - [Bass Response: A steady, grounding rhythm.] “It’s not the end that calls me through, But every curve that’s fresh and new. The road unmapped, where I am free, To write a world, just meant for me.”
