"To dream the impossible dream, To fight the unbeatable foe, To bear with unbearable sorrow, To run where the brave dare not go.
...this far or further, I need to know.
And your hand is held open, intentionally.. or just what I want to see?
I don’t normally beg for assistance — I rely on my own eyes to see.. but right now you make no sense to me.
Half the time goes by, suddenly you’re wise.. another blink of an eye …
there’s never a wish better than this, when you’ve only got 100 years to live. time for just another moment and I’m just dreaming… counting the ways to where you are.Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map