The Guide

Seeds of the wind don't fight for the slipstream

Child of the love torn fighter of the love dream

Seeds that are wind born Return to the heartland

Minds that are hate-worn must return to its inner hand

Tears of the lonely should be flown like a stream

Love man and lovers only feel the power of a dream

The taking makes you weary it robs you of your patience

It kills your very contact with the journeys of the ancients

Whatever you strive to believe in; don't make a man a victim

The knowledge of our slumber is keeping people under

Awake and decipher the dreams and the music

A gift from the wiser but the fool wouldn't use it

There is a way I found

Hiding in the depths of my vision

Thoughts never lie but my voice is the cloud

Only courage intervenes in my decisions so

Today I will cling to a friend

Telling her to meet within her mind and not a passion

Let us understands our movements

I'm making some improvements in the way I play my fashion

Away with the bonds of shame

Light liberates dark the night bring mayhem

Away with psychological games

Our betters see the warnings

A dawn will repave them

I dispense with a sense that craves

Our knowledge to be slaves

The ignorance is linked

The tremors of time are like waves

And move the way that we think

Let nature take the controls and do the things that she said

Let love determine your goals provide your daily bread

The wisdom will find you each day it asks for you to try

The food will turn you away; the wise invents the cry