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 the 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

And the shock of

That light had me reeling

And I fell into

The depths of despair

And turning the key

I sat and spoke to

Those inside of me

They answered my

Questions with questions

And they 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

And the power that bore me

Had left me alone

To figure out

Which way was right

In a dream it would seem

I went to those

Inside of me