Rising Sun

in his dreams, he still flies
in his dreams, he still rides
in his dreams, he starts to cry
in his dreams, he still dreams
the river washed him down
underwater, over head
swllows in the air
horses in the sand
running home to no one
right then he started a dream
the wind dried his hair
as he walked inot the sun
standing at the edge of the world
tastiing the ocean as it rushes in
standing at the edge of the world
feet in the sand waiting on the rising sun
in his dreams, he still flies
in his dreams, he still dreams