Winds Beyond Your Time

Read my own poems of bygone times, poems of a fading dream

And then, then sometimes i can hear a lovely tune

Brought by the wind, tune from far, far beyond your time

But i can't keep, cannot hold it, to soon, each time, it fades

Tune from far beyond your time

To soon, each time, it shall fade again

Feeling of emptyness remains where the tune has been

Search for where the tune dwells, search for a better day

I'm looking back on my paths, i'm far along the way

And behind me in the distance i can see a shining light

Witness of gone times, the place i've left

As the dream was bright

Amongst the trees of the forest the vestiges still to be seen

… of a fading dream

So i can hear the echoes of days, days long passed by

And i can see each of my steps that i've left behind

And so i wonder, wonder why i am so far

So far away off the place where i wanned to stay …

I allow my thoughts to wander through the time

Back to the days of the light, back to the glade and the clear well

Where i once sat, thought to stay, wanned to remain

Close my eyes and fly over the land

In search for the place where i've been

Close my eyes and float in higher air

Far in the realms of my land

Longing are my wings, they're carried by the wind

Winds beyond your time

I follow the tune played by no mortals hand

Lovely, but yet cruel if i should fail