• What to us are dreams?
    To see, to hope and to achieve.
    In this world of illusions and deceit,
    We still want to believe.

    Though the path seems a long ride,
    We still followed, down the rocky stream
    With our faith deep inside,
    To blindly chase a broken dream.

    So, what to us are dreams?
    Mere wishes? Or reality?
    The ideal world that exist for us,
    In truth, could it even last?

    And so when we reached the sea,
    The destination of our goals and dreams,
    What do we do next, we ask?
    Lingering in that moment of temporary past,
    Before we head out into that sea,
    To the wide horizon beyond our reach,
    Only to drown in its forgotten deep.