| Lyrics: | Album: Rising Out Of The Ashes (2002)
We are the pen, we are the mind, we are
keepers of the light,
We are the fools, we are the free, we are Sons of a Dream.
I
dream about a season
I sleep inside a place where I am free - and wandering.
I roam the
deepest canyons
I soar the highest skies that I might see - my fantasies.
I am the
seed of a vision
I am the one who forsees
I pray the world will remember, some day the
world will believe . . .
I live inside your reason
I breathe your thoughts, I speak
what's not to be - reality.
I'm free, yet I'm in prison
I'm tame but cannot fly with
broken wings - my fate will be.
I am the seed of a vision
I am the one who
forsees
I pray the world will remember, some day the world will believe . . .
We are
the pen, we are the mind, we are keepers of the light,
We are the fools, we are the free, we
are Sons of a Dream.
We are the pen, we are the mind, we are keepers of the light,
We are
the fools, we are the free, we are Sons of a Dream. |
