Maybe it is that I am casting old eyes aside
cautiously lingering after my two old friends that served
Maybe this is the time of slow wandering to ponder lost moments
Careful to seek a place where stern voices cannot find me
Willing to go anywhere at this unfamiliar pace to open new eyes
To try them
Residue voices still anxious to say
Fade into rear mirror fray
I need now no voices to say …
Anything
Unless gentle whispers into new ears
Unless slow swirling songs comfort
Radiant freedom carried on the wind that time cannot find
I will trust myself onto the leaf that such breezes carry
and not fear where such breezes blow
For this drifting journey has learned to forget fear filled notions
None the matter where it goes
Maybe it is that I am waning in this prior form
Forms fade not as quickly as desires might wish
Maybe this the time when clays gathering awaits the sculpting hand
Careful to reimagine this form with only trustworthy conspirators along side
Willing to meet on secret path those once thought my foes
To try them
Residue fears anxious to remain
Dissolve in light of lyrics new refrain
I need now no fears to sway
Anything
Unless true dangers warning safety finds
Unless the fear is of freedoms loss to time
Radiant freedom carried on the wind that time cannot find
I will trust myself onto the leaf that such breezes carry
and not fear where such breezes blow
For this drifting journey has learned to forget fear filled notions
None the matter where it goes