Ometimes in my dreams I see
The lands that I once called home
I see eyes full of joice
Full of undiluted hope
Sometimes in my dreams it
Takes my breath away to hear
The whisper of the winds telling
What no one else could say
Reflections of old
Manifest the transience
Of all that I behold
Of all that once was told
I tried to clutch what
I've lost long time ago
What haunts my soul when I
Close my eyes and let my mind go
A monument that I can't touch
Because it's too great to reach
A monument that I cannot see because
It's too wide to percieve
Sometimes in my dreams I see
The lands that I once called home
I see eyes full of joice
Full of undiluted hope
Sometimes in my dreams it
Takes my breath away to hear
The whisper of the winds telling
What no one else could say