as i lent against a tree and struck a match to my pipe the hushed voice of the pines lent me a secret that night with all the colors of the sea and the stars in your eyes which trail you will choose will be only for you to decide for when the giants in your heart grow weary and fall weak never forget it is you and not fear who will speak as the whisper fell to gold through the wind to my heart the earth began to fold the forest began to part as the wishbones from the clouds fell from the needles of the pines a hand from the shadow pulled me back to travel through time where the sounds of the ocean combed through and out my thoughts it was inside napoleon s dream tonight i would walk as the hand let go i fell through the pines and hit the forest floor where at the foot of the giant creaked open an old twisted wooden door as i stepped inside aboard my crystal voyage had winched its sails for now the world began to sink as the silked clouds became her veil as the windows of the stars drew the keys for the map i caught myself looked down thinking i ll never look back as we took to the moon my heart took all of what it could fill for the treasures of my soul reached out and held me still shook on the shoulder i woke from this dream napoleon looked down and asked where i had been i looked at him square straight dead in the eye said i think i was in the place i will go when i die