I thought of this idea of a story of a nameless man, as in so many works of fantasy. This is just a folk-style song with that theme.
lyrics
I heard of a man, driving alone
His tale is one of a wandering soul
Left his mother behind to find himself fame
Though all know his travels, none know his name
Tales of glory, of loneliness, of sadness indeed
And he's gone and now there's no one to grieve
He'll sit on the large golden throne
All alone, by himself
His story is long and well known indeed
He fought monsters and men full of greed
Flew a flag for the wise and the just
Where'er he went, he inspired trust
Tales of glory, of loneliness, of sadness indeed
And he's gone and now there's no one to grieve
He'll sit on the large golden throne
All alone, by himself
credits
from Himself,
released November 8, 2011
Patrick Rose: Guitar, voice