Without pretension
With a sweet chill down my spine
For a time, the clouds lift, and what I have resigned to thinking barren
Does bear fruit
If I am to die, if I must die
I must inspire while I live
Alongside the dreamers
Let us at last praise the colonizers of dreams
I surrender all, all I have to give
Those who have survived life's thorns
And provided escape
To those whose creations live forever
To those that wrote the words
Though my knees become weak
I will cause my foot another step
To carry the task
And to those that understood
There is a need for faith
And a need for hope
Let us at last praise the colonizers of dreams
As with the brightest and the wisest
I know the need of faith, hope, and dreams
I burn for vision and inspiration, for this is life
If perchance I am dreaming
Please, let me sleep
To spend my time in great Atlantis
In search of Camelot
I drink from the grail, and war with the immortals
Rather than sulk in the ruins of a fallen sky castle
Amidst the remnants of once
Mighty colossus
Comes this call:
Where are the builders?
I clearly see the slayers, and the hope they destroy
I clearly see the thieves, and the wonders they deprive the inspired
Where are the builders?
If I am to die, if I must die
I must inspire while I live
Alongside the dreamers