Hear the voice of the unremembered heart

Hear the silence between each word

Black and white divided grays that cut between us

Filled with broken shards of promised days



I'm standing far ahead

Always looking backwards

I'm standing far behind

With eyes fixed on tomorrow



Breathe in deep, and open your heart again

The fire burns where the embers fall

So love, in spite of the pain you feel

For the lives we live - follow after all



Where are the artists and the prophets?

Lost below the wheels of this machine..

Because money drives the vanity of human culture

But emotion fuels our hope and feeds our dreams



They dance upon the water

They dance upon the fire

They dance upon the stony ground

With palms turned to the sky