Chasing Dream

In this wide world, we stake our claim, Chasing dreams in fortune's name. Each path unique, no two the same, Life's grand journey, not a game. Voices rise, tales of old, Of joy's promise and love's stronghold. Each voice unique, each dream to mold, In twilight's glow, dreams are gold. Paths are sewn in moon's soft light, With love and laughter taking flight. Peace for some, others take to the fight, In our unique stage, shining bright. Voices rise, tales of old, Of joy's promise and love's stronghold. Each voice unique, each dream to mold, In twilight's glow, dreams are gold. We stand tall, enhancing the dance, Seeds of change given a chance. Life's voids filled, in a golden trance, In this grand game, we advance. In this journey, we've learned and grown, Each with a story, uniquely their own. To the question of "why", the answer's not known, Yet we aim high, as dawn's light is shown. Voices rise, tales of old, Of joy's promise and love's stronghold. Each voice unique, each dream to mold, In twilight's glow, dreams are gold. (Outro) In dreams and sighs, hopes finely honed, Our colors painted in life's vast zone. To a simple "why", we're forever drawn, Aiming high, as whispers of dawn are sown. Voices rise, tales of old, Of joy's promise and love's stronghold. Each voice unique, each dream to mold, In twilight's glow, dreams are gold. (Outro) In dreams and sighs, hopes finely honed, Our colors painted in life's vast zone. To a simple "why", we're forever drawn, Aiming high, as whispers of dawn are sown.