voices voices rising take me with you i only try to fly dreams are dreams but the dreams are dreaming shadows in the sky lightnings in the clouds sullen turmoil stirring thunders roars aloud im the dream i am not the dreamer i don t want to hide i wait spellbound with my eyes open wide my feet stuck to the ground who dares storm wails i will be spreading my seeds as i travel with the winds in the spinning heart of the gale i will see the world through the eye of the storm this lifeless land drinks from your breast as you relieve its thirst i ll be spreading my seeds as i travel with the winds i see a world unknown through the eye of the storm a silver ghost that rides upon the frothy waves and breathing life that catches every drop of rain who dares storm claims and every spirit is unrest but when the tempest wakes i ll be spreading my seeds as i travel with the winds spreading my seeds as i travel with the winds in the spinning heart of the gale i will see the world through the eye of the storm though featherless and hurt i only try to fly