I'm a container for a thousand souls
The voice of the ancients embodied
The strength of their sinews
And weight of their wishes
Holds me and presses upon me

I am a story that's never been told
An epic wrought in space-time
The dust of a thousand supernovas
Feigning to hold the mind

I am the shadow spirit
That lives on when you die
My dormant roots awaken
Behind your sleeping eye

I am a dream of god's and
He is one of mine
Both are a song that's fleeting
But the echo is heard for all time