Reach out of the dark, Into the cold night air. Need to feel something That may not be there.
Chasing shadows of dreams Through empty streets, Into dead end alleys Of passion in the heat.
Lying back in the sand Looking up at the sky. Dreaming of the stars The spirit soaring so high.
Aim for the heavens, Just be willing to fall. For there's little to gain With no risk at all.
The spirit presses on Don't let the dreams disappear, It's the passion of the dreamer That has gotten us here.
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