These distant dreams that come and go
They always pull me through
Those treasured highs hidden in the lows
Make it all worth while again and again
Because this world we are living in
Tries to pull us down
This world it tries to break us sometimes
But my dreams are stronger than the grief and pain
And hope always shines through the bitterness and shame
Who are we but a shadow of an echo of an unconscious memory of who we were
Waiting to break free, patiently, silently, gently
And all this, all of this is no more than the rusting chains of distraction binding us in uncertainty
And though my dreams they come and go they always return
And when they do,
Within those moments I am no longer falling but flying free