Traveling Through Time

 A week from now I reflected, 

 On the things I will do yesterday,

 Waiting until the morning, 

 I watch the sunset, 

 Exploring the universe without, 

 I find out who I am.

 The stars that we visit, 

 They orbit the world, 

 And when I close my eyes, 

 I see the stars, 

 With the infinite possibility, 

 Being only the beginning. 

 We dance amidst the time streams, 

 Splashing water of the moments, 

 Each moment forming a universe, 

 To begin a new stream, 

 Each moment a decision, 

 Changing reality's beauty. 

 For reality is souls, 

 Whether they are past or present, 

 Separated from our sight,

 By a time line wall's perception, 

 Yet we saught them through our hearts, 

 So we could meet them face-to-face. 

 For our travel is but a method, 

 Breaking down illusion's walls, 

 For those who walked or will walk,

 Are here with us today, 

 Though out of our hands reach, 

 Bonded through the heart. 

 So our travels become clear, 

 Breaking the bounds of time and space, 

 We reach out between the stars, 

 Touching other lives with love, 

 For in seeing through other eyes, 

 We can know and own the universe. 

Mirror Of The Stars

 From over the microphone, 

 I see through the darkness.

 In the solo of strings, 

 I see your lights appearing. 

 Surrounding my stage, 

 Is this ocean of souls. 

  Amidst thousands of lights, 

 My thoughts run wild. 

 Amidst thousands of souls, 

 The truth is bestowed. 

 This roof hangs beneath, 

 The great canopy of night. 

 Balls of fire burn endless,

 Against a river of black. 

 Systems spinning in a dance, 

 Within the grace of galaxies, 

 In all of its splendor,

 It is just a reflection. 

 Within its endless magic, 

 It mirrors the souls within this song. 

 Just like the stars, 

 You burn with different colors. 

 With the fire of love, 

 You heat the cold of space. 

 As is with the planets, 

 Some are surrounded by children. 

 For with the gravity of souls, 

 Families are born in love. 

 Within the vision of the song, 

 All of this is clearly shown. 

 For the song proceeded me, 

 And plays beyond my beating heart. 

 This song knows no beginning, 

 As it will never see an end. 

 For time is an illusion, 

 Giving opportunity to lives. 

 Space is only the distance, 

 In reaching other souls. 

 Dimension is the acoustics, 

 Within which the music plays.