Zaragon

<br>Somewhere in the early morning,<br>Quietly the boy appears.<br>Time is standing still for someone,<br>His journey took ten thousand years.<br><br>Slowly as he looks around him,<br>More than wonder in his eyes.<br>Turns his head towards the city,<br>Hiding in a child`s disguise.<br><br>What is his name?<br>He looks the same from here.<br>And how can a child with imaginings wild<br>Give us something to fear?<br>Zaragon, Zaragon.<br>When you`re sad, do you cry,<br>Could you teach me to fly<br>And will you ever die, Zaragon?<br><br>Everywhere so much confusion<br>Crying out for helping hands.<br>Answering a young boy`s questions,<br>Frightened that he understands. <br> Do you remember what lies beyond a star and<br>Do you remember how you came so far?<br>Hiding traces, do you have many faces?<br>Oh Zaragon...<br>Do you remember what did you leave behind and<br>Do you remember what did you hope to find here?<br>Will you remember me? Will you remember me?<br>I will remember you, I will remember you,<br>Zaragon!<br><br>Leaving as he came a stranger,<br>On his way without a sound,<br>Feeling more than childhood sorrow<br>Deep inside the world he found.<br><br>Zaragon, the boy no longer,<br>Knowing what he came to learn.<br>And someone who could just be dreaming<br>Is waiting for a child`s return.