The dreamer is always more powerful than the skeptic. The creation of life should prove to us that the miraculous is self evident and therefore attainable. We were given our desire and creative instincts for a reason. How beautiful it is to see a responsible mindful adult with the heart and enthusiasm of a child. How powerful these people are because of their passion.

When the life long skeptic rocks as an old man in his rocking chair
What are his reflections of? Ya think there's any regret there?

Well what about the dreamer's visions as he rocks reflecting away?
Was he only a dreamer in life or did he mold as if from clay?

How about if that dreamer did much more than simply dream?
What if he went to pursue, triumphed and captured the Queen

Conquered his demons and surprised his skeptics that surround the earth
Even they mean no harm and only search for inspiration and creative rebirth

But don't get caught in life's lies, it's not about how much money you make
When you leave this world, it's only what is inside you're allowed to take

Life is the master illusion, it's so easy to fall under it's spell
So easy to loose your grip of reality in this fairy tale that I tell

Realize the trap of E.G.O. in all our lives, it's about more than only me
Understand E.G.O. represents "Earth Guide Only", this way you'll clearly see

There's a powerful vision where you ride through a thousand tomorrows
A special quest called connection where you help heal other's sad sorrows

A golden opportunity to help other souls along your earthly trip
A journey flying you many places to indulge in and take a sip

Taste the awesome experience from this strong spiritual wine
It effects more than our flesh and advances us in the divine

But we're supposed to celebrate while we are here
And take the time to enjoy our own significance too
Just make sure that when you are happy
You take the time out to help those who are blue
And in a soaring Eagle's yellow eyes
Looking downward on a red heart that is true
Will be your brilliant spirit being gazed upon
By all the lives you touched, before your time here was through
You move them with your beautiful expressions
And soothe them with an eternal impression…of you

…See we all walk across the stage of life
No one wants to look back knowing they've blown it!
So listen to your creator's silent voice
And your own quiet heart's whisper…will show it

You can choose to be a skeptic wandering through life
Forever wallowing in the sour taste of limitation
But why not be the dreamer of a magical flight
Following the power of your own limitless imagination