Memory here, memory there
Have all our memories gone elsewhere?
Doubt, doubt, doubt…
Our memories have always been there in the crowd
I closed my eyes and started taking the trip
Jumping and searching and looking
For my golden key
I saw dragons with a roaring fire
I faced soldiers killing with desire
Wise men in the name of pride
And others because the one they killed only seemed wild.
After that the images changed
I saw drizzling golden rain
I smelled the smell
And dance the dance
Retaking all the secret steps
I remembered the thoughts I needed to
And saw the stories I was afraid to
Now memory here, memory there
I am looking for a memory without a pair
The first one, the old one, the one from the beginning
That holds the secrets to what I am feeling.
I know there is a hidden memory somewhere
The final answer is still resting there
I look and search and go through tunnels
But it only seems like I am changing the channel.
Suddenly there is a whisper in my head
“I will appear to you when there is no fear of me left”