In a dream it would seem

I went to those who close the open door

And turning the key I sat

And spoke to those inside of me

They answered my questions with questions

And they pointed me into the night

Where the moon was a star- painted dancer

And the world was just a spectrum of light

They reached to my center of reason

And pulled on the touchstone that's there

The shock of that light had me reeling

And I fell into the depths of despair

Turning the key I sat

And spoke to those inside of me

They answered my questions with questions

And he set me to stand on the brink

Where the sun and the moon were as brothers

And all that was left was to think

They answered my questions with questions

And they pointed me into the night

Than the power that bore me had left me alone

To figure out which way was right