Wanderer Seeking the Meaning of Life

I drift off, but I’m not asleep In the world of dreams, diving deep I meditate on your voice, a heavenly sound That unearthly melody makes my world spin around I am sitting on a beach, with water so blue Really I'm staring deep into your eyes, the blue is you Like the glow of the brightest gems, your eyes shine Stricken by your beauty, I'm in suspended time If your eyes are the intermediary Then let things be the way they are For then I know that I can reach that dream land whenever I want to Because you are never too far My wandering spirit finds peace in that land where there is no pain or sorrow There I can become one with The Unknown Hand I know that it can only be He, for only He can produce such unreal reality Beauty that mesmerizes Man and makes him forget all his misery Even death will be a sweet sorrow For it's your company I want to borrow Maybe in the real world, I won't find But, in the next, The One won't bind He won't bind...

There is something in the air tonight Or was it there before and I failed to see There is a silent music playing Though I can't hear, I feel the vibration How could I have missed it, how can that be? I see the trees sway side to side to the silent music I try hard to hear the sweet tune I ask Mother Nature to let me in on the secret She tells me its hidden in the darkness of space Harder to decipher than the most ancient rune Why should it be hidden, I ask Ask The Lord, she softly answers I put up my hands in frustration Why should this be such a mystery Am I not known to you, or am I one of the strangers? The strangers are those who are left in the dark They are never to step into the light They are blind though they are able to see Such a difficult burden to bear Only The Lord can curse them with such a plight I demand The Lord to let me in He refuses to answer my plea I try to sneak past his mighty barrier He laughs at my amateurish attempt He ...