The sun shining in the heat of the day,
a lost day now where the climbing moon
once breathed evenings bewilderment into our live
Gods dream land put a beating heart
of that body mind and spirit into a mysterious place
Somehow the cries of lost dreamers
shaken from sleep,
cry out to God’s eternal tears
The place of helplessness
where deep calls to deep from an endless ocean
Someone or something will own my dreams
when I have no place left to dream
