I dream alone at night of those
Who've walked the sands of time
I've listened to the stories of the old
The knowledge here behind our fear
That's hidden behind our eyes
Is stronger through the lessons we've been told
All that my eyes see, someone else's dreams
All fear of change is what remains
This clutching to the past
You see in the eyes of young and old
And still I dream of other things
I'll walked the burning sands
To find truth or deny what I've been told
Never will I grieve, for things I believe
I yet have no clear way to go
Though it's clear I'll walk alone
And fear is real or imagined will I find
Reveal to me the truth I see
An end to what I know
And let me touch on wisdom in my mind
