Why do these thoughts and voices ramble
Across the sands of time
Why am I searching for the secrets
In the windmills of my mind
Why are they so familiar
These things I\'ve never seen
Is it just my imagination
From somewhere in a dream
Why are these memories woven
Into my subconscious mind
With clear recollection and a tread of gold
Do my memories and emotions
Weave the fabric of my soul ?