am dreaming of a riverbank
Nests enshroud the farther shore
I am standing in a wooden boat
Will I row against the current
Or let myself be carried out to sea?
Where I reach land at last
but the journey is up to me.
My fear is all I've got to lose.
nothing but a dreamscape,
I am racing down a corridor
Endless doors on either side
I could open any one of them,
afraid to leave my bright familiar hall.
Sometimes I spend my days
I don't see the doors at all
Step on through, reluctant pilgrim
My fear is all I've got to lose
nothing but a dreamscape,
I am waking in a forest glade,
needles of pine are in my hair.
I see pathways through the underbrush
I don't know where I hear
strange noises in the thickets
may not lead where they seem
but I know if I stay here
I'll sleep right through my dream
Find a trail, reluctant pilgrim
My fear is all I've got to lose
And the dream is mine to choose
Love will sail reluctant pilgrims
Our fear is all we've got to lose
nothing but a dream escape