Can you still hear
the birds flying by?
Can you still feel
the wind in your hair?
Or has that all
gone with you as death fairs?

If I cried would you be the one to wipe away my tears?
If I withdrew into the shadows
would you chase away my fears.
Or will death make you
leave me standing there? Lost in sadness and despair.

Was it fate that brought us close?
Is it destiney that tears us apart.
Was it written in the stars
That nothing can mend my broken heart?

How is it
time has left the peices so few?
They say my once kind eyes are hard.
They say that my heart has turned to ice.
And I can not cry
for I am to far beyond tears.

If I should leave
This lonley world behind
would I be remembered
as I remember you?
Or will I just be forgtten just a voice carried on a the stream?

But no matter what
your the one I will forever remember.
For your voice is carried by the wind.
And your soul is in within every few tears I cry.

Sometimes those who are able to live life to the fullest are those who are foolish enough not to be afraid.

I am a dreamer
and you can not tell me what is real and what is not.

I am a warrior, it is my decision rether to fight or run

I am a peacemaker
Its my job to bring peace to foes.

I am a wanderer
with no where to go.

I am a fighter.
I can beat down even my greatest woe.

I am seer.
I Can see battles that were fought so long ago.

I am a dreamer.
You can not tell me whats real and whats not.

"Why do we dream?" You may ask, as we sit there by the sea.

"Becuase dreams make us believe, and can help us fly." I reply a wishful look in my eye.

" Why do you never give me straight answer? " You may ask, as day goes on.

" Becuase, somethings were are ment to find out on our own. "

" Why do people keep secerets, that no one knows? "Youmay ask, as stand on the hill.

" Becuase somethings are better left unknown "

" Why must we die?" You may ask, in the middle of a fight.

" To die, is just to live again " I answer, looking up at the sky.


" So, will I ever see you agaib?" You may ask , as we look to the horizen.

" Only if you believe in your dreams " I answer, as I spread my wings and fly as far as the eyes can see.

" But, Why must we dream? "

Beyond the hills and valleys, lies something we may seek. I can feel the winds of change washing over me.

Beyond moutains so cold, beyond the forest f stone, lies what I fear, unkown.

Trapped in the shadows of memories, lost in the darkness of our minds. In cages we stay, will it be for all time.

When among the rivers and streams, when among the ocean of dreams. No longer shall I seek, no longer shall I fear, and no longer will I let you fover cage me.