I dream alone at night of those
Who've walked the sands of time
I've listened to the stories of the old

The knowledge here behind our fear
That's hidden behind our eyes
Is stronger through the lessons we've been told

All that my eyes see, someone else's dreams

All fear of change is what remains
This clutching to the past
You see in the eyes of young and old

And still I dream of other things
I'll walked the burning sands
To find truth or deny what I've been told

Never will I grieve, for things I believe

I yet have no clear way to go
Though it's clear I'll walk alone
And fear is real or imagined will I find

Reveal to me the truth I see
An end to what I know
And let me touch on wisdom in my mind