It is the core essence of your being, Men need to search for answers, One thing, One thing to stake their lives on.
For dreams breathe fire into men.
Might this sound bitter,
Even so one must consider, Some be as good as dead, Those who have no dreams. Regardless, all have to suffer, Alive are those who struggle towards their dreams.
Rising from our mother's womb,
Still we belong to our tomb. Some shoulder their fate, others build their own destiny.