Let Us At Last Praise The Colonizers Of Dreams

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