A man without a face
Moves around in confusion
Crosses the bridge with fate
The magnetic pull gave him direction
He set to find his beginning
Searching through the world
He set to find his origin
To know from where he has come
He remembered the trees in the yard
The swings in the park
The cows in the barn
The sunflower at the back
He stepped into the house
He has dreamt of all along
But then was awoken from his sleep
For he has be dreaming along
