Dry ground
Steady, doesn’t make a sound
You walk along your way
Making up new goals and destinations
Dreaming big dreams
Without reservation
You walk along your way
Forgetting about dry ground
That didn’t make a sound
While you were walking all over it
Leaving footprints others were following
You walk along your way
Your tears dry out
Your goals and aspirations die out
You become who you always wanted to be
Dry ground,
That doesn’t make a sound
While others walk all over it
Leaving footprints the rest are following
Spirit of Tara 