Step Into the Dream...

It was a warm dream
to a distant away
from this grip of effigy
longingly asking to stay

And hopelessly calling out
she said
Hopelessly calling to me
Shaplessly shifting she held out her hand
Step into the dream
Step into the dream

It was an age of shattered rage
causing the old one to flee
an exodus of three thousand miles
fortune had brought him to me

And anciently calling out
wearily whispering to me
with wisdom and wonder he held out his hand
Step into the dream
Step into the dream

-Dan Puskar 1993