I can see sometimes in my minds eye

Things that will happen and I wonder why

Have I been here before, is it just unrest?

As I fight with the crowd and strive for my best

People who have come and gone for all time

Create a stir of echoes in a soul so fine

As I awake from the darkness, I am still a child

With my stir of echo’s so comforting and mild

Is it two worlds, two hearts or two minds?

That tell me my future is my past far behind

I call for an easement to understand how

I can understand people as before and now

My stir of echoes is all I can be

My beginning, my end and my present to see