Stars of Future Memories

Stars of future memories
screaming through the sky
with sounds of background images
on the pallettes of our minds

And where do we lie dying
in the sand and in the rack
why can't the minstrel carry us
from our not so distant past

I say can't the minstrel carry us
from our not so distant past

Sounds of freedom distorted
out in the desert sun
when will the free be willing
to cast away the stone

Dancing winds of goth and gore
and a hat half full of rain
searching for the questions
to answers unexplained

And where do we lie dying
in the sand and in the rack
why can't the minstrel carry us
from our not so distant past

I say can't the minstrel carry us
from our not so distant past