Instanzia - Ghosts Of The Past

There's a dream that never died It's coming back to haunt me A fantasy of mine Pure visions of a new world Many miles I've traveled since Through many different roads Many stories I have told But true dreams never die They never die Sometimes the heroes of our tales Become part of our lives Deep in our hearts they live as idyllic fantasies Sometimes the heroes of our tales Become part of our lives Deep in our hearts they live as fantasies The ghosts of the past In the strange game of life We can never tell who wins We must always walk ahead And never look behind Now the future shines so bright From a wide open sky I know the wise man's speech But memories won't fade and die