Once there was a child and he was free Deep inside he felt the laughter The mirth and play of nature’s glee He was not troubled by thoughts of hereafter Beauty, love was all he’d see He knew his power was the power of God He was so sure, they considered him odd This power of innocence, of compassion, of light Threatened the priests and created a fright In endless ways they sought to dismantle This mysterious force which they could not handle In endless ways they tried to destroy His simple trust, his boundless joy His invincible armor was a shield of bliss Nothing could touch it, no venom, no hiss The child remained in a state of grace He wasn’t confined in time or place In Technicolor dreams, he frolicked and played While acting his part, in Eternity he stayed Soothsayers came and fortunes were told Some were vehement, others were bold In denouncing this child, this perplexing creature With the rest of the world he shared no feature Is he real? He is so strange His unpredictable nature knows no range He puzzles us so, is he straight? What’s his destiny? What’s his fate? And while they whispered and conspired Through endless rumors to get him tired To kill his wonder, trample him near Burn his courage, fuel his fear The child remained just simple, sincere All he wanted was the mountain high Color the clouds, paint the sky Beyond these boundaries, he wanted to fly In nature’s scheme, never to die Don’t stop this child, he’s the father of man Don’t cross his way, he’s part of the plan I am that child, but so are you You’ve just forgotten, just lost the clue Inside your heart sits a Seer Between his thoughts, he can hear A melody simple but wondrously clear The music of life, so precious, so dear If you could for one moment know This spark of creation, this exquisite glow You would come and dance with me Kindle this fire so we could see All the children of the Earth Weave their magic and give new birth To a world of freedom with no pain A world of joy, much more sane Deep inside, you know it’s true Just find that child, it’s hiding in you. ©1992 Michael Joseph Jackson - Dancing The Dream
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