There are only dreams between br Those rising wings and me br Not everything is held or seen br That on this earth is free br The blue sky made with caress br And beyond time and still br Between those hours of loneliness br That space afar might fulfill br br There's much deep turning dark br With flowers of its believe br And moments in silences spark br Those have their hope and weave br That keeps a shining soul bright br And brings their going on br From previous touched life's night br That from reality is now gone br br There are only dreams between br Those free up coming days br Collected bit by bit through glean br In many of assorting ways br Those precious life moments bring br And filling the steps of turn br That again through our veins do sing br As we those memories learnbr br Peter S.