Continuing along the vibration
sent out many lifetimes before,...
I am riding along the crest of the lyrical call
you've sent to "me".
I know that you don't see me for what I am.
I am the key to a foreign land.
A land where you and I did play.
A land so very far away.
I was your sister,
This time a friend.
It can be forever,
since there is no "end".
Listen to the prophets
of any word,
We are here for a purpose
from Man to Bird,...
I may not ever touch you,
I may never see,
but I feel and I know
you were a part of me.
