The bars upon this window
Are not what they seem to be.
For in this world of illusion
We can never not be free.
Tis in the land of dreams
Where next to my heart you be,
And the jailer and the jailed one
Will set each other free.

This in the land of dreams
Where angels sing above the sea.
Where masters reign,
and loved ones gone,
Live on in eternity,
And the jailer and the jailed one
Will set each other free.

The bars upon this window
Are not what they seem to be
They cannot cage the human heart,
They cannot keep loved ones apart,
For in reality,
We are all one, you see.
And the jailer and the jailed one
Will set each other free!

So look out through this window
See a glimpse of the pure heart.
What strange truth doth Beauty show
In this world set apart?
That NOTHING is as it seems to be.
The bars upon this window
Can really set us free.
For we are not mere bodies,
And our spirits soar
Through the heavens once more
In God's reality.
And the jailer and the jailed one
Always set each other free.

Deep in our hearts
Where we all hold the secret key.
The key which breaks down the bars,
Builds the Rainbow Bridge
Of human hearts,
Letting us know once more
We are all just outside Heaven's door,
And we are ALL ALWAYS FREE! 


Kamea Velasquez 
(copyright December, 2003)