A place in ourselves that we have all visited, the bridge of dreams. |
I have traveled far Across these lands And now I come upon my goal My path to beyond The only path that I trust And I stand and confront the great bridge The bridge of dreams The bridge that so many have come upon And I think My path to beyond, the bridge of dreams And so I embark It is like no other journey With each step, I am liberated With each breath in, I draw the energy of every pure soul With each breath out, I send all my love to anyone who wants it With each swing of my forearms, I press against the wind And so I see the end, shrouded in a grey mist My vision grows hazy, I lose control The great bridge suddenly gives way I find myself far below, forever unable to reach the end And so I begin to explore, this foggy foul place And as I travel I find a man, old and wise He brings me in and makes my life clear And so I go on to live out my life Never forgetting about the bridge of dreams And then one day, as I sit and enjoy my existence I decide I will go back to that old man To make my life clearer He welcomes me with a warming smile and asks why I have returned And so I asked him, "please, I need to know, where does that bridge end?" And he, in all his wisdom, gave me an answer I will never forget "Nowhere" My path to beyond, the bridge of dreams |