You can't catch a single beat of her life without a dream beaming straight in sight. There's not a moment that goes by that she's not dreaming up a new dream, wishing, wanting, hoping for or creating a better life. There's not a spare inch in her mind that toys with logical thoughts, not a spare foot that steps on the treadmill of a stagnant life. She feels lost in a world of conformists, lost in a world of logic, limits and reason. But she keeps running onward as a world of broken dreams treads behind her. Why? She's a dreamer living in a realist's society; she's a dreamer that desires everything but a "normal" life.
You can't catch a single day of her life without a twinkle in her eyes. There's not a moment that goes by that she doesn't believe in what she's seen, wants, hopes or dreams. There's not a spare inch in her mind that thinks about anything else, not a spare foot that steps to the beat of anyone else's drum. She feels helpless in a world of conformists, lost in a world of doubts, unbelief and treason. But she keeps running onward as a world of broken feet tread behind her. Why? She's a dreamer living among the chains or corporate crime; she's a dreamer that knows she's here to live a different life.
You won't catch a single wave she's not riding, a single rhyme she's not writing, a single day she's not living fully. She's waiting, oh so patiently she's waiting for the day she can jump outside that little box completely and run freely for good. Are you a dreamer that's waiting to jump outside that little box too?
