Do You See What I See?
Are you free?
Are you on the wings of the dream?
Do you believe in the future?
Do you see what I see?
Earth is slipping so softly
the rug from your feet
the hope from your eyelids
the sword from your sheath
It’s a crescendo of footsteps
It’s a staccato of beats
The old dream is dawning
Do you see what I see?

