Have you?

Have you chased the sun or have you hidden in corn?
Have you caught the winds or have you freed the dandy-lion?

What is stopping you from painting the sky,
or holding you back from racing the rivers?

Do you run into a hole to flee and hide?
or do you live in the light of the day and the breast of night?

He is whispering your name.
Can you hear him?
Can you hear yourself?
He is whispering your name.

Be not afraid to dance the day away or sing to the birds.
Be not afraid of the storm that comes or the sleep of life.