In the story, I was dead
And reborn into forgetfulness
In the winding maze I walked
On secret paths unseen
Cradled by the voice
Of fate that waits so
Patiently
Take me to the labyrinth
To the shadow-song
Guided by your silhouette
To the light that lies beyond
Lives that I have lived are
Empty treasures I know to be wrong
Take me back to creation-spring
To the dark where I belong.
Tender, I crawled from the shade
To melt in screaming sun
And searched for whispers
Of a world that I had left behind
Led only by my infant-soul
Asleep, and yet awake
Take me to the wilderness
To wood and wind and earth
Dance with tail and cloven hoof
With the waxing of the moon
I don't want to dream of life
When I can live the dream
Take me to the labyrinth
To the paradise unseen.
