“CENTRIFUGE”   I know that sound   Afraid to swim   But if you drown   At least you die knowing you were headed for shore   You always dread the unfamiliar dream   But if we didn’t dream…      Dreams come so we know tomorrow   Without dreams we’d shatter in sorrow   She was moving from an unreality that was frightening   Into a reality that was unreal because it was new   What is the lesson learned?   Those who don’t build must burn      Through ash and crime   It’s a journey   In ancient times   Their minds destroyed a yearning to be uncaged   In this age, they disregard their fear   But in the final year…      Copyright 2001 Beau Phillips