Epochs and Eras

(Verse 1) In the heart of the voyage, where whispers turn to roars, A quartet of silence, behind the steel doors. It's not the fire-breather, nor the storm's rage, But the steady drummer, setting the stage. (Chorus) Through epochs and eras, it's been the silent guide, A companion on roads, where dreams coincide. Not with a growl, but with a purr it has paved, The way for wanderers, the path for the brave. (Verse 2) In the tapestry of progress, it's a subtle thread, Weaving through history, where countless have tread. A bearer of tales, from the dawns to the dusks, In the dance of the ages, it's the heart that trusts. (Verse 3) So here's to the journeyman, with its rhythm so fine, Through the passages of time, where destinies align. A silent sentinel, in the odyssey of life, Cutting through the silence, like a whispering knife. (Outro) Through epochs and eras, it's been the silent guide, A companion on roads, where dreams coincide. Not with a growl, but with a purr it has paved, The way for wanderers, the path for the brave.