The Sage - Emerson, Lake & Palmer

I carry the dust of a journey

That cannot be shaken away

It lives deep within me

For I breathe it every day

You and I are yesterdays answers

The earth of the past come to flesh

Eroded by times rivers

To the shapes we now possess.

Come share of my breath and my substance

And mingle our streams and our times

In bright infinite moments

Our reasons are lost in our rhymes.