This is the future Possibly an impossible one I’m now crossing the bridge to the other side The opposite pole
Poles, poles, the poles Positive, negative The poles
The poles Always struggling for their sides Each pushing their way Each trying to be one Imposing their own points of view Dark and light/light and dark
The poles Like so many things in life Their existence is grateful For both of them They are inseparable Despite their differences
If one pole was to be whole It would cease to exist
And the river flows, my river My generator blows And the sirens of war are almost inaudible! The war inside me
Is this the sight To another dimension Another universe? Is this really a multiverse Of states of mind Am I crossing the bridge To the place I’ve always known But asleep for so many time
Time invades my being Time travels through me And I travel with time Is this the sight to another dimension?
I arrived No more negative thoughts But I fear millennia Will go by And the idea is lost For there is no dark anymore And I fear this I fear my own light!
