Be very quiet, and you just as I can hear them calling across the infinite sands of time
They, trying to tell me, once I was a part of them, and their blood coarses through my veins
I've known all my life, what I used to be, there is no need for you to remind
At first the voices, I heard, for awhile, I thought perhaps, I was going insane.
I have never doubted the fact, that I have lived on this earth before
In my very being, I know, I need no proof of this, I have always known, it is in my blood
A time from long ago, a simpler time, unlike that of today, one never knowing what lies in store
Just like a faded flower, making a new debut every season, blossoming into something beautiful, from something as simple as a bud.
I'm not sure how many times, I walked this earth, during ancient times
But once in a while, I hear them call to me, as if they were trying to tell me, I was one of their own
At times the voices are silent, being very quiet, just like a mime
But each time, I have been here, I know I have walked many times alone.
When we are born, straight from our mother's womb, we come into this world all alone
Just as when we die, this is a path, one in which there is no companionship
Hoping from the life of an ancient, I learned something from the seeds that were sewn
Knowing, not having to ask questions, from the ancients, I was just a small chip.
I'm very proud of the fact, that this quality, I am very aware of
Something, I believe, to each of us is different and very strong
The thought just overwhelms me, I could have lived before, from a time of the ancients, that I so love
A less hectic time, a simple life, a life, I need not define.
I do believe, a person's destiny is pre-ordained, fate has a very big hand
Each time I walk the path, there is a lesson to be learned
To think as an ancient, I was lucky enough to have walked this land
I know this within my soul, for me, this I do not need proof to confirm.  |
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