• Nothing in this world is for certain, even if a promise is made it can be broken. Broken Dreams and Broken Promises make up this sad world we call earth. So lets join hands and sing to the cry of the wind. Sing to the breathing of the ground. Nothing can stand in our way, when we are together in the end. We are foever joined together, so lets sing to the lullaby the clouds sing to us. Sing to the sound of the rivers laugh. Let nothing stand in our way, as we walk on through to the world of spirits. Let us join together and sing to the laughter of the leaves. Sing to the gentle whispers of the ocean, to the soft moans from the trees. Let us rejoice in this broken dream, for it has not yet died.