Dreamscape

I am dreaming of a riverbank

Mists enshroud the farther shore

I am standing in a wooden boat

In my hands a golden oar

Will I row against the current

Or let myself be carried out to sea?

Where I reach land at last is up to the river

But the journey is up to me

Time to sail, reluctant pilgrim

My fear is all I've got to lose

Life is nothing, nothing but a dreamscape

And the dream is mine to choose

I am racing down a corridor

Endless doors on either side

I could open any one of them

Step on through and change my life

Sometimes I pause there on a threshold

Afraid to leave my bright familiar hall

Sometimes I spend my days running by so quickly

I don't see the doors at all

Step on through, reluctant pilgrim

My fear is all I've got to lose

Life is nothing, nothing but a dreamscape

And the dream is mine to choose

I am waking in a forest glade

Needles of pine are in my hair

I see pathways through the underbrush

Leading to I don't know where

I hear strange noises in the thickets

And I know some trails may not lead where they seem

Pain may await me, but I know if I stay here

I'll sleep right through my dream

Find the trail, reluctant pilgrim

My fear is all I've got to lose

Life is nothing, nothing but a dreamscape

And the dream is mine to choose

Let us sail, reluctant pilgrim

Our fear is all we've got to lose

Life is nothing, nothing but a dreamscape

And the dreams are ours to choose

Ours to choose