Relics

I'm walking with the ghosts of long forgotten years All in the golden dawn, a vision forming clear Fragmented memories are building in my mind The land before me stretches through the mists of time Echoes fade and memories die Held in time, the relics of our lives Far away a shadow stretches out its hand Yearning for us all to understand All, all that we were All that we are All we can ever be The roots give birth to the fruits The flower of destiny Is eternally in bloom I take the broken threads of days lived long ago From the uncertain shades of history's hidden folds To lie where dreams are twined in memory's mystic band Like pilgrim's wither'd wreath pluck'd in a far-off land Echoes fade and memories die Held in time, the relics of our lives Far away a shadow stretches out its hand Yearning for us all to understand All, all that we were All that we are All we can ever be The roots give birth to the fruits The flower of destiny Is eternally in bloom Unearthing the truth To carry to past into the future