if you knew

i was the face of your fact

i was the soul that was your sun

i was the water that was gonna keep you pure

and fresh

i was the bridge to your road

and the only one that could fully open your heart

and this happen years ago by chance you saw

a vision of thyself and that face captured your time and

place would you be tempted to go and seek that

dream out?

would you have needed to have waited until the now

to have been sure or was the soul of your past

which was a whole different century ago

made you come running as if the Horse was ready to go

and all it needed was your pressence to leave what appeared

to be a right fit all behind