The Sorcerer sits silent without thoughts
Locked in the mechanism of life's c'est la vie
What will be will be
Came and went
And the flash flood led them far away
Onto a new shore
Where they rest in trepidation
Not sure how to react ...
He is lost deep in the realm
Where the silver ships hover above him
Offering electrical interference
Facsimile impulses
He has known since he was a young star child
But that is not important here
He observes the material script
And sees the date
Knows time moves close
To the end of this era
When the door shuts for the last time
They will not return
There will be tears this next night
For it is the last night
Then it is a new expression
A tapestry which must remain
It is not there's to change
It must be as it is
Tolerating someone else's dream
Will not be easy
But they will endure
For it is not forever
It is just the gap between this stone
And the next stepping stone
A transition they will make
He knows for he sees
Amid the visions of the others
Those images which light like firecrackers in his mind
A mind not the same anymore
Not now his consciousness remembers
And triggers awaken him
As it was said they would
He is there amid it all
Ready for that which they showed
Which he knows is just around the corner ...
