Take my hand and lead me like you did when we were young,
A world where I can push my thoughts neatly onto my tongue,
A land that makes my feelings sensible just as they should,
That realm where I can understand those truths I never could.
So show my where the sun will shine in shades of pink and red,
Where I can set my doubt aside and learn to hope instead,
That solitary plane of life that teaches me one thing:
Life is only made up of what other men can bring.
A thousands tales have told me, but only in my sleep,
You swore this place existed, but that it lay too deep,
A world where the grass underfoot sings ballads in the breeze,
Life would be so difficult but for places such as these.
So take me home where my dreams can roam,
And the fire's precious gold,
Under candied skies, a place where I,
Can learn to say goodbye.
