Fading fantasies

Within a dream, I saw your face
in a crowd of wandering spirits lost in space.

High above, beyond the stratosphere
a magnetic mellow force
pulls me closer to the shores.

One by one, all the worries vanish
as the sun sets in the sky
we're all flying high.
Drifting away, like the cosmic breeze
on an ocean out of time, the feeling is sublime.

In a dream, within this mystery
I have no idea exactly where I am.
Some kind of heaven,
some kind of drifting away.
With every fading fantasy
the clearer I can see.

And now, as the full moon falls
her light fill up the halls.
And there, as the world spins 'round
I sink into universal symphonies.
There as the great winds swirl
I float through the fading flurries
and now as the ancient sun rests
under the midnight moon, in her light we are caressed.