In a time of silver streams and golden moons. A place just beyond memory and imagination, is where I roam.

A place where nothing that hurts can hurt me. The only threat in the form of danger is, will I be loved.

In this place that I escape to there is no war, no politics. Nobody is above anyone, we are coinsidered equal.

This place wasn't always this way. Before, MAN thought he had to make a qutoa of how many men he murdered, how many women he raped, or how many babies he butchered.

All for the overwhelming feeling of power and dominance. Power and dominance.......WHAT BULLSHIT!

And this race for power and dominance increased and the stakes rasied until everyone was involved; either fighting to compete or else fighting to survive.

Then one day MAN said, "That is enough. I started this corruption, I will end it all and rule forever more!"

So, as MAN thought and planned over his future, at the same time, pressed the button.

That bird in the oak tree outside your window, that wakes you up with morning song, is gone and so are you.

But those that did survive, remembered how it used to be and rebuilt it.

In a time of silver streams and golden moons. A place in time just beyond memory and imagination, is where I roam.