Aren’t we dreamers with God’s portent oil to keep us moving
Aren’t we content creators a replica of the greatest of creators
So let’s not stop to simmer the steam that propels us to greatness
We own our own tomorrow, we choose life or death by steps we take
Tales we embrace and truths we abase.
Go and dream and let it be big
Walk on water if you feel you’re reaching the deep
Die to yourself and awake your love for others
Give and give until you’re empty
Then rest in peace and deny the grave your gifts and treasures.