Vasche Vexvelt. Dream, Before the Wind Blows it All Away

You Are Here...

PROLOGUE

About six light months out from Sirius. We'll be there soon. In orbit.
Trying to catch up with the dream . . .
We have been travelling for just over eight years. Even at light speed - it feels unbearably slow.

We all get cheated out of our dreams. Eventually.
Nemesis catches up with us in the race we run. Overtakes . . .
But - what if - If you can dream long and hard enough - you might crack the very fabric of the Firmament - and set flight.

The difference between fantasy and reality is commitment to the adventure.
And then you are out here in the crystal void
Breathless wonderment among the stars
Each one a Soul now resting - awaiting to become born again

With a new face and a new name and a new disguise and a new Dream.
Yet, still the same Soul -
And occasionally you might recognise one of them.

But - you pass them by.
They are not the one you seek.

The one you seek is Somewhere - Way out here -

Be careful. Alert . . .

That which you seek
Also seeks you . . .

And if you are not the alert pilot, and you are not ready,
You will be lost.

Somewhere.

Way out here >>
Somewhere Between The Stars

Somewhere between the stars
I'll be waiting here for you
Somewhere between the stars
Way past everything, everything we know
There'll be no need to say hello
How it is 
We both will know
Forever this will be the way we are
Somewhere, somewhere between the stars

Somewhere between the stars
Though you can't see me
I'm always near
Somewhere beyond the moon
There'll be no sadness
There'll be no fear
Way past the mountain high
Way past the dark blue sky
Together forever will be us
Somewhere, somewhere between the stars

There'll be no need to say hello
How it is
We both will know
Forever this will be the way we are
Somewhere, somewhere between the stars

Chris Rea

> It Begins Dancing with Mnemosyne