Glory Road

We don’t always remember them in entirety
Not like a night of passion and lay
But we sometimes remember
Like the freshness of waking up to experience another day
Especially the good ones
For dreams, yours, mine
Whether young or old
Can really spark-up our sails
If after a sleeping dream
We wake and began chase
Eagerly and aggressively
For reality and completeness
For reality and happiness
In our daily walk
In our daily talk
Dreams, baby
Not just in passion and lay
But in the glory road we hope to travel every day.