The Boney King Of Nowhere

Reincarnate

I am the workman without his tool,

I am the one that follows the fool,

I am the captain without his ship,

I am the tourist; lost on his trip,

I am the holy man without a god,

I am the fisherman; who forgot his rod,

I am the writer without his pen,

I am the whisper; from there and then,

I am the clown without his paint,

I am the phantom; here but faint,

I am whole, yet incomplete,

I am history; doomed to repeat.