The Dream

We sleep to only dream of what can't be reached.
We reach out to grasp a dream that can't be reached.
We dream of dreams in that of which no man knows.
We hold our dreams back in hopes they will grow.
We will live, but surely we will die.
But we will always have the hope of that special dream.
Our dreams are nothing but a dream.
But a dream will dream on for as long as time moves on.
Even after death achieves his goal,
and our final resting place has been found.
Our dream will move on for as long as time moves on.