Golden Dreams

An adventure, only for the brave... An story told through an upbeat song with a middle eastern flare. Lyrics by Mark Assi Performed by AI Band Stepping into the cold black cave An adventure only for the brave In search of a mystical treasure To go from a life of toil to a life of pleasure One step forward and then another Drawn by the fortune he might discover The torchlight dimming as it flickered The cold cave air hit his skin and he shivered Risking his life to catch golden dreams Wanting something more …pushed him to extremes But tonight, the reward wasn’t what it seems The reward wasn’t what it seems Sweat began to drip from his brow He had to keep going, no stopping now The air became heavy, stale and warm His thoughts were swirling, his mind a storm Then around a tight and narrow bend Was it the treasure, or was it the end All his life down to this moment in time All his life just rhythm with no rhyme Risking his life to catch golden dreams Wanting something more …pushed him to extremes But tonight, the reward wasn’t what it seems The reward wasn’t what it seems Up ahead came a soft pulsing glow Could this be the treasure from long ago The forge of the gods and their crafted gold The divine bow and trident made in days of old He approached slow, but his heart beat fast He dreamed of something from a mythic past Now in view but he couldn’t tell He was drawn in as if under a spell A glow as tall as the ceiling It gave him an uneasy feeling Was this a gate to divine treasure Would it bring a life of pleasure Risking his life to catch golden dreams Wanting something more …pushed him to extremes But tonight, the reward wasn’t what it seems The reward wasn’t what it seems His lust drew him in His want for treasure He went in with a grin Covered in the glow It was more than light It began to flow He felt stretched Through time and space Then gold reflected on his face He was floating in the celestial sky The treasure was not an object one could sell or buy It was a magnificent nebula where only angels dare to fly He could enjoy it …but for only a twinkle of an eye His lust drew him in His want for treasure He went in with a grin Covered in the glow It was more than light It began to flow He felt stretched Through time and space Then gold reflected on his face He was floating in the celestial sky The treasure was not an object one could sell or buy It was a magnificent nebula where only angels dare to fly He could enjoy it …but for only a twinkle of an eye Then it was time to say goodbye It was time to say goodbye