And every night i dream this dream



i am alone. walking barefoot in the blazing desert.
the sun that has warmed the earth on which i thread has now
gone away. and in these moments i remember you.

as i keep walking, my feet burning up- i longer feel the
pain, i remember the cause, i remember why i started
walking..

it drives me still. this force inside me keeps on pushing
me, whispering to me tales of treachery, of love, of hate-
of lies.

it drives me to do the impossible, to achieve what i thought
i could never have- after you crossed the lowest point of
all, after you have lost what made you, the core..from the
depths of your soul it will emerge.

are you wild? were you ever?
have you been born to follow? - it calls your name and you
shall answer back- you shall bare this cross - you shall
find the way
there is not a thing in this planet that will distract you,
no voice you hear, no sight you see- the mission is known
and the cost has already been paid.

and when i will cross this desert
and when i will reach the point of no return

i shall rise from the ashes  to greet you
but i will not cry and i will not laugh
that voice who called upon me- inside of me it shall reside

find yourself
it whispered gently
hold you deep inside
it sang


Then- i opened my eyes and spoke...but this is to be told
another time.