am dreaming of a riverbank
Mists 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.
Time to sail, reluctant pilgrim,
my fear is all I've got to lose.
nothing but a dreamscape,
I am racing down the corridor
Endless doors on either side
If I could open any one of them
Sometimes I pause there on a threshold
Afraid to leave my bright familiar home
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
And the dream is mine to choose
I am waking in a forest glade,
needles of pine are in my hair.
I see pathways through the underbrush,
leading to I don't know where.
I hear strange noises in the thickets
may not lead where they seem
Pain may await me, but I know if I stay here
I'll sleep right through my dream
Fight the trail, reluctant pilgrim
My fear is all I've got to lose
And the dream is mine to choose
Let us sail, reluctant pilgrim
Our fear is all we've got to lose