When in the world did reality hold us down
and force us to pay attention to it?
When did we decide that it was important enough
to forget about everything else?
When did we turn off our minds
to anything but what’s really there?
Did Alice take our dreams down the rabbit hole?
Did Snow White’s Witch poison our fantasies?
Was the death of Bambi also the death of our creative eyes?

Where in the world is everything
we used to know and love?
Who killed that firework in our minds
and turned it into a quickly dying flame?
Childhood is not the only time
for wanting the impossible.
That’s what life is for.
It’s your sketchbook of whatever you want it to be
and you can always change where the drawing is going.

Up into a sky castle,
or down into a sacred tomb.
Just let your imagination be your ladder
or creativity be your shovel.
And don’t let reality bully you
into ripping up that picture.
Because that doodle you made is valuable.
It’s what you want it to be, and that’s what matters.
That picture is yours, so hold on to it tightly.

Don’t lose your future
because what you want hasn’t been done yet.
Not even fifty years ago,
people thought we would never walk on the moon.
Then Neil Armstrong came along
and proved that the sky is hardly the limit.
He shattered that boundary.
He proved that reality is meant to be broken
but people today seem to have forgotten that.

People continue to defy gravity
so when did we quit defying reality.
This whole world is based on dreams,
this life is science-fiction come true.
Nothing we have today would be here
without the things we dare to think.
And you can be a maker of new possibilities.
Even the portal into worlds previously unseen
But first, you have to let yourself dream.