I sleep in chains
That bind me to the earth
Bind me to a night
That if it were to break
I could fly away
But I am here
Not a journey man
With the dust of a road
The walker's souls of a thousand miles
A thousand lives unfold
No I am here
Bound in dreams almost lost or unforgotten
That may fade
In a burning morning
A dream
Not in the dust of the walker's feet
But a black still night
Pain unmoving bounding chains
That would weigh down
Even a flier's soul
Grist ground dust to dust
Against an unmoving night
