Mission

Hold your fire

Keep it burning bright

Hold the flame

Til the dream ignites

A spirit with a vision

Is a dream with a mission

I hear their passionate music

Read the words

That touch my heart

I gaze at their feverish pictures

The secrets that set them apart

When I feel the powerful visions

Their fire has made alive

I wish I had that instinct

I wish I had that drive

Spirits fly on dangerous missions

Imaginations on fire

Focused high on soaring ambitions

Consumed in a single desire

In the grip of

A nameless possession

A slave to the drive of obsession

A spirit with a vision

Is a dream with a mission

I watch their images flicker

Bringing light to a lifeless screen

I walk through

Their beautiful buildings

And I wish I had their dreams

But dreams don't need

To have motion

To keep their spark alive

Obsession has to have action

Pride turns on the drive

It's cold comfort

To the ones without it

To know how they struggled

How they suffered about it

If their lives were

Exotic and strange

They would likely have

Gladly exchanged them

For something a little more plain

Maybe something a little more sane

We each pay a fabulous price

For our visions of paradise

But a spirit with a vision

Is a dream with a mission