Beyond the nearing horizon
Lies a dream that never sleeps
A wave of vision in my mind
Into my waking world creeps
A wave of vision in my mind
Into my waking world creeps
The dream takes shape before my eyes
Its shadow a wish I fear
Its shadow a wish I fear
Unfolding into what is real
And to truth I fear to hear
And to truth I fear to hear
Before my eyes, a man I know
Yet a stranger I fear to see
For I have looked into my soul
Yet a stranger I fear to see
For I have looked into my soul
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