I dream of times unknown to me.
Wondering how I\'m able to see.
Visions of a life lived long ago.
Aware of things I should not know.
Some leave the earth with things askew.
Another comes to arrange and renew.
Are we connected in some way?
Do we have memory of another day?
Perhaps we\'re not as wise as we seem to be.
It\'s true we have eyes, but do we see?