Rolled over and found you gone
Then I winked and realised it was a dream
A beautiful dream.
Where the low strains had called me
From my cave, where I hid from the pain in the world.
I had followed the lead of that sound
To find you sitting at the stream,
Singing and playing the flute,
Music that calmed and healed me,
Soul reaching, far fetched, sung by one
Who like me was searching for something,
They did not really know.
But they knew
They would recognise it
Should it appear before them
Which it did.

You let me be the company
And I listened to you play
Then you asked me to sing
A new song, a real song,
I found my voice calling the birds
To sing of ...