Tribal Dreams

(by: Philippe Beauvais)

Stepped into a beginning tale
Where it is Forever the Night
Maybe I will live enough to tell
A story from so far so close to the heart

Rainbow petals twirling in the night
A garden growing in the dark
Responding choirs from the stars
Magical voices heard about everywhere

Hiding so softly, just for a moment
Safely away, all alone to play

Stepped into an enchanting tale
Where the wind blows into its flute
Where trees play harp so magically
Into the woods of Forgotten-Lands

A small tribe stands around a fire
Accompanying the melody
Accompanied by an unknown voice
With strange instruments from another time and place

Hiding so softly, just for a moment
Safely away, all alone to play

Far away, around the fire
Tribal Dreams, humble fantasies