What if my dreams come true

Just like a baby bird needs its mother
We all need each other
We will fall
We will stand
We will crumble
We will pick up the pieces

And we will continue

Chasing rainbows
What if i get the rainbow
Then what happens?

Chasing intimacy
What if i get it
Then what happens

Chasing happiness
What if i get it
Then what happens

Willy Wonka said to Charlie Bucket
What happened to the boy whose dreams came true
He lived happily ever after
Is life that simple

I'm chasing tomorrow
And when tomorrow comes
I am chasing the next tomorrow
What really happens when all of  my dreams come true?

Maybe there is no tomorrow
Maybe dreams exist because they are dreams
They wouldn't be called dreams if they came true

Maybe its not about getting my dreams
Maybe its about creating dreams that I need to find

Maybe in those moments when my heart has a hole in it
And my tears rush down my cheek
Maybe when i am on my knees asking the vacant atmosphere to rescue me
It's in those moments that dreams really matter

And that's what dreams are for
Not to be fulfilled
But to keep us going in this crazy life

I am a fragile feather
So fragile I mask ourselves as a rock
But underneath I am water

I need love, belonging, stability, acceptance, to be heard, to be hugged
I have dreams
And for those who say they are confident in themselves
And don't need any work to do

They are the ones who are the truly repressed
As humans we can't be fully confident
This is a crime

Its my fragility that guides me towards the unknown
And allows me to stumble through with courage
And persistence

To take a deep breath
And allow the uncertainty to be the only certain thing
And to allow my dreams to always be there
in moments when I am on my knees

Just like a baby bird needs its mother

We all need each other

We will fall
We will stand
We will crumble
We will pick up the pieces

And we will stumble

But we will continue
Like birds of a feather
Through all kinds of weather

We need each other