I hope to be around

I hope to be around The day we grasp in truth The nature of mind Befriending time, in truth In a midway I stand where many stood Only to come home again Walking through these streets I know too well But my thoughts stray away I dream of my future Remote from time bounds Becoming myself Without any end I dream of my future Remote from time bounds Becoming myself in truth I wonder at this light Enclosed in our soul, in truth And bid our clay remain Soft as it is In truth In a midway I stand where many stood Only to come home again Walking through these streets I know too well But my thoughts stray away I dream of my future Remote from time bounds Becoming myself Without any end I dream of my future Remote from time bounds Becoming myself in truth I dream of my future Remote from time bounds Becoming myself Without any end I dream of my future Remote from time bounds Becoming myself in truth