ORACLE: THE DREAM
I wandered home through silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream, can't you show me the light?
I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the work of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hands of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes
They left our planets long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
The power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home to tear the temples down,
Home to change