In the halls of San Quentin, under lock and key, Lies a man, Darrell Standing, yearning to be free. Bound by walls of stone, in a jacket so tight, His body's in prison, but his spirit takes flight. (Chorus) From the depths of despair to the astral plane, He travels through time, breaking mental chains. In each life he lives, a new story unfurls, Darrell Standing, the wanderer, through myriad worlds. (Verse 2) Once an English knight, in Korea, he strode, In a land so foreign, a tale bold and bold. Crossing mountains and valleys, in armor he gleamed, Amidst ancient warriors, a European it seemed. (Chorus) From the depths of despair to the astral plane, He travels through time, in Korea, he reigns. In each life he lives, a new story unfurls, Darrell Standing, the wanderer, in a world of swirls. (Bridge) Through lives and through epochs, his spirit soars, From prehistoric caves to aristocratic doors. Each journey, a lesson, each era, a stage, In the book of existence, he's more than a page. (Verse 3) In the jacket's embrace, his body's confined, But you can't chain a soul, can't imprison a mind. Through the power of thought, to the stars he ascends, In the vastness of time, where beginning meets end. (Chorus) From the depths of despair to the astral plane, He's more than his cell, more than his chain. In each life he lives, a new story unfurls, Darrell Standing, the wanderer, beyond this world. (Outro) So here's the tale of a man, both prisoner and sage, A journey through lifetimes, beyond any cage. In the heart of despair, his spirit stands tall, Darrell Standing, the wanderer, transcending it all.