Look into the eyes of a wise man, see the color
The beauty of the moment and the heart of a lover
A soul so resilient to withstands change's winds
In the eyes of a brother, wise until the end
Only fell to rise, only rose to triumph
Proceed to the victory he sees beyond ease
The cold of many souls, looking past the trees
So wise, bold eyes, that don't cry but bleed
In the land of the lost only truth will feed
So reroute to a path long side the seas
Where the water flows and grows patience
Encrypted with lesson and thoughts so ancient
In the eyes of a wise man, so true so wide
For all may fall, but the truth never dies