Dream

Clenching your teeth to hold the concrete inside
Gathered day by day by day
It's making your feet heavier every time you try to walk

On this thin line hanging in mid air

Holy dream of mine, take me to the golden fume
So I can see beyond
And keep you forever from this world

It's hard to get balance and now the wind blows
Carrying chants from other places lost in time

Allow yourself to feel them all around
What do they want us to hear?
What do they want to convey to us?

Holy dream of mine, take me to the golden fume
So I can see beyond
And keep you forever from this world

What do they want us to hear?
What do they want to convey?
Beyond…