Story Behind The Song

"the good king was worried. more than a year had passed since he last received word from his son, the young prince who had set out upon a perilous quest to find and bring home the Creator's lost Book of Spells. deep in thought, the king quietly walked in the prince's private study, strode over to the large oak framed window to seek the northern forest path his son had embarked upon. a cheshire moon was suspended above the tree tops, surrounded by countless stars. and, as the first signs of the northern lights made their presence known deep above the stars, wood sprites and forest guardians approached the study window to join the king in his vigil. in his heart, the king called out to his beloved son, as only a father might do, remembering days past and all the hopes he held for his son and his kingdom." -Peter G. Olach

Lyrics

I store all sweet memories
Like fireflies in a jar
Our bloodline lights the northern sky
You are the shining star

I stand inside your room
Where once you lived with me
And should I stand so still enough
The love comes back to me

Know this my good son
I'm so proud of who you are
Whether righteous rebellious
You are the shining star

Take this love I have known
Now, make it your own
It has served me well
Let it lead you home

A father's blessings to thee
As you journey an endless sea
Wear it proudly like armor
Your name came from me

Now, make it your own
It has served me well
Let it lead you home
No matter where you roam
Oh shall the light of our memories
Help you seek the way back home