I chase the dream of hope.
Hope for a world of safety and prosperity;
A world without the crimson flow of blood.
And I dream of more…
More than this destruction and ache we hold.
I dream of more…
More than the fear of what the dawn might bring tomorrow…

I chase the dream of passion,
Of the one true love and romance.
I dream of self-fulfillment;
Of far away lands where rainforests
And never ending seas exist.

I dare to dream
That there’s more than what we perceive;
That hate and venom will one day perish.
I dare to hope that we’ll consume, devour and squander
Through the adversity of yonder.
I ponder, contemplate and meditate
On these dreams that dodge, elude, and evade my grasp.
I await and hope for the day
When the dreams that lies in my mind shall be conquered.
I await and hope for the day
When fantasy will one day turn into our reality.