Down The Endless Corridor

Star? 1986 (not my best by far...re: astral travel w/Paul)

I can but link to other's soul,
Or body, or their mind
The long hard road to other worlds
Is the one I cannot find.

Why is the endless passageway
Forbidden for me to see?
How can I get to another world
If I am not yet free?

What links a soul to body?
What makes me want to hide?
Where are the fruitful paths?
Why haven't I yet cried?

Take me with you,
Caring Knight.
My soul is weak,
I have no sight.

You have visions
Whence I can't
Or must I utter
A witch's chant?

To where, in the corridor,
Does the wind blow?
Inside does it rain?
Are there inches of snow?

Where would you find me,
If I enter, too?
How can I seek
One as gifted as you?

So, down the endless corridor,
My weak soul trails,
Through the gusts of wind
And the beating of hails...

And off to the left,
Is the colorful wall.
I take a step for it,
But only to fall.

I can follow you upwards,
But I'm not so strong.
My arms become tired,
My breath becomes long.

I cannot so travel,
But to follow, I may.
I cannot try to journey
And not slip away.

I am of the simple Healers
Not 'Travellers or Seers:
I remove the effects
Of one too many beers.

I can travel through a body,
Maybe another land,
But not the Endless Corridor...
Where I cannot stand.

So, how to find
The forbidden passageway?
For, in this world,
We may not stay.

And how to get there,
Can we but hope?
Perhaps I'll find
A leading rope?

But, as for now,
Your guidance helps,
To dream of forests
And puppy yelps....