Through my heart I feel the sea,
through my dream's I feel the breeze;
As I fly, as I fall, as I cry, I feel it all,
for I am only human, simply a man,
I feel the rush of time's cold embrace,
a race against time that which I cannot change;
The leaves of a tree falling slowly,
in that moment the calm gentle breeze,
I feel the universe slowly embracing me,
I wish to cry but not tears of sadness,
of joy;
So when the time does come,
I'll embrace the end,
I will become as one;
Goodbye sun,
goodbye moon,
goodbye to the blossom,
the blossom of the cherry tree,
me, my heart and my dream;
© ACStone