Somebody Will Come

Somebody will come.
Somebody will come,
and save me from this nightmare I made.
Somebody will come and say, my brother,
the world you saw was never there.

Somebody will come.
Somebody will come,
and look at me with eyes that shine with perfect love,
and a smile of perfect joy.

Somebody will come. Somebody pure,
to say, I came long ago,
and I will never leave you.

Somebody will come.
Somebody will come and take my hand,
and say, little child, let us go from here.

Somebody will come for me.
Somebody who knows what I forgot,
whose memory is so perfect, as to be my own.

Somebody will come.
He will come, and say, my brother,
what fades away and dies was never there.

Somebody will come.
Somebody strong,
strong in the knowledge,
there is nothing to defend against.
Somebody will come.

Somebody will come.
Somebody will come and hold me, and whisper,
you do not belong here.

Somebody will come,
his heart full of gifts: the loving thoughts I'd given him,
saved and purified.

Somebody will come.
Somebody will come,
and his light is my light,
obscured by my terror.
He will wave his arm, and say,
behold your world as it is, and it will disappear.

Somebody will come,
whose faith is greater than all the images I have made.
Somebody will come.

Somebody will come.
Somebody will come,
and I will know this was not me,
and I was not here.
Somebody will come.

Somebody will come.
Somebody will come and say,
my holy brother, I said you do not belong here,
and so you never were here.

Somebody will come to me,
and tell me, all this was an idle dream,
of my own making.
Somebody will come.

Somebody will come.
Somebody will come,
and share himself with me, and
I will know he is my Self.
Yes, somebody will come.

Somebody will come.
Somebody will come,
and heal my broken heart.
Somebody will come.
Somebody will come.
Somebody will come and save me.