there is no limit to the places we can go while we’re sitting still
if we chased our dreams and got lost, we could be stuck in a stranger’s dream
whatever we build; it’s a monument to dreams, wishes, and ideals
we wake to today from dreams our subconscious wrote to fix yesterday
i wade in the sky breathing deep of the ocean and wake upside down
i wake most mornings completely confused by what my dreams are saying
it was yesterday it happened, i swear, maybe it was all a dream
the dreams we follow we dream by day, but at night the dreams follow us
off in the distance the dreams of tomorrow wait to be discovered
in my waking dream the stress of reality can’t get past the trees
uptown jack 