• In what so we forsee this day
    holding the hand of my soul strings
    forcing me around in what this I pray
    in we who look for what life brings
    be fortold, be the heart
    become who you are
    be the dart

    below the sky, above the ground
    what exists? what I have found
    I remain silent for I do say
    I live for now, in the midway

    Believe it not? listen then
    become the tale! lets begin

    of the same mind? same wayward spirit?
    never thought it possible, but only now
    it speaks. can't you hear it?
    so loud...
    do not fade away...
    between this earth and sky
    lives THIS and those who pass it by

    Believe it now?