Some people dream
That they're naked in a crowd
They dream of having
All the private things bared
No secrets left to keep

Some people dream
That they're are flying with the birds
They dream that nothing
Can tie them to the ground
Nothing holding them back

Some people dream
That they're running from something
They dream that they're being chased
By the see or unseen
By the unknown threat

But I dream
That I'll have a future
All the stories that haven't happened yet
All the might-be's
And the beautiful possibilities.