In my visions the shadows darken
In my dreams the visions harken
Calling me to see inside my dreams
To change what seems a part of me
Looking to be free
The eagle flies
With searching vengeful eyes
The Portrait sees nothing
And yet it still cries
Crawling falling back in time
To see myself is my crime
I lost myself in that vision
But from it I have risen
Now my search is far from over
My dreams are like honey
In sweet clover
Waiting for the bees that hover over
To take me to my destiny
To take me to be free
Is there such a thing as freedom
Will the angels come
When we need them
Is there such a thing as a final place
For the members of the human race
Or will.we circle back To earth
In the form of another birth