And the dreamer sets his sails.... Avoiding all cliffs and stones. But the dreamer is never alone. Always trying to catch the moon. Sailing on the winds of desolation. Horizon's my destination. Through tears I see that. the moon slowly sets. And another attempt has failed.... The waves of the sea drawn to the moon. Like lovers they meet. Carry the light to a distant unknown. Catch it if you can. Always will there be the stars. Always will there be the moon. Always will there be the rocks