I am trying to explore
   the mountain of mystery
   I envy and adore
   the myth and its history
  
   I am in the house of dreams
   a different dimension
   nothing is as it seems
   an altered direction
  
   I can rest, I can't hide
   wondering if I feel like
   crossing to the other side
   is it different or the same
   yesterday or tomorrow
   there is no difference
   joy or sorrow
   I have no preference
  
   for the time I wonder
   that has long before flown
   am I remiss or a fighter?
   I have never known