Morning light breaks through the night
Certain thought of the dream comes through
Despite the interpretation made as bright
Lead your dreams to what is True
My Heart my heart it wants to go
Never ceasing to make its path
Wandering off as a river that flows
Ending up at a dead end road
The smartest man could have never of guessed
What tragedy may come in this life time
We are taught to be the best
But never told to expect the mines
Hand in hand we walk along
The narrow road that draws us far
May friends be aware of what is to come
And persevere to what is afar
