The Dreams we see
Which are key
To make our desires free
We chase our dreams
A wish to make them reality
Without them living is formality
The mark we want to reach
It makes us screech
But the end we preach
It's our state of mind
That makes us blind
Reality which binds
The dreams where we live
Our desired roles
Want them to be real
How it will feel
Let them heal
Our desire to fulfill
