I felt the urge to touch the sky,
To feel the air my face embrace,
To see the movement of the stream,
And know that lonely I will not fight.
I wanted more, to seek the place,
Where fairness is the part of nature,
Where frightened can release their fear,
Where poor, do not exist,
To where the blind can see the ending,
That shall be the start of endless dream,
Where I can live for love to goodness,
And will not be defenseless bate.
The waters lead me on my way,
The darkness hides beyond the bay.
And nothing's stopping me from it,
Except the dreams that we do have,
Are not the real world, we want.
And none-existent will not stand
Against the ones that truth break down.