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Another step
And the dreamer uncertain
Threads lightly upon
The delicate fibers of life
He the silent one
Unknown
Unseen
Slowly rising upon wings of love
His trembling heart like a fountain
Longing to give of it’s self
Without fear of laughter
Without fear or ridicule
In states of sleep
He dreams
He dreams
As slowly he ascends
Releasing old wounds
And embracing new worlds
One day the dreamer will fly
Upon wings created by selfless acts
One day the dreamer will fly
Upon wings of love because he must
One day the dreamer will fly
Because to withhold the flight of soul
Is to commit acts of spiritual suicide
One day the dreamer will fly
Because to withhold the flight of soul
Is to commit acts against God
Is to commit acts against self
Is to commit acts against all life
One day the dreamer will fly
The dreamer dreams
The dreamer dreams
As he sings his songs of love
The dreamer dreams
The dreamer dreams
As he sings his songs of soul
That share innermost secrets
But audiences in their states of sleep
But audiences in their search of the dramatic
Are blind to his act
Missing his subtle songs
Missing his subtle words
The dreamer dreams
The dreamer dreams
The dreamer
Who has not yet mastered soul
Shakes and waits uncertainly
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