This one's for the dreamers
These words for them all
The heroes lived and died someday
Their stories left in war
Hidden, buried inside you'll see
The passion of a soul
This love that keeps a diary
Of a tortured, weathered hole
I won't give up till the soundtrack stops
When the credits are rolling down
Your purpose is to change this world
For the better and the poor
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 6:16 PM UTC
This one's for the dreamers
These words for them all
The heroes lived and died someday
Their stories left in war
Hidden, buried inside you'll see
The passion of a soul
This love that keeps a diary
Of a tortured, weathered hole
I won't give up till the soundtrack stops
When the credits are rolling down
Your purpose is to change this world
For the better and the poor
