Up, up my dreams go.

*Higher! Higher! I tell my soul won.

I let my hopes flow,

As a small, light burns only one.



My dreams are not yet scattered,

My hopes not yet up in fires.

My heart is not yet battered,

But you, my friend, are always hired.



Hope and trust is all one needs,

To be part of a nicer society.

Be one of good deeds,

And soon, be welcomed in the community.



Don't let hopes, dream, and deeds go rotten,

Don't let them go undone.

"Chase the soul!" - Mother Cotton

"Chase the soul!" - Father Fun.


I will sing to the ones,

I will sing to them all.

They will know who won,

The dreams the One called.