The distance between my dreams and I closes in every single moment I close my eyes and believe they are real.
As I appeal to my desires through my sheer will
I come closer to sealing the gap that keeps me from experiencing all the glee I have dreamt of
The distance between my dreams and I was once as wide as the Grand Canyon, but instead of
turning back around and bowing my head down I reached for my hammer and began building the
bridge that would link what I think I am to what I’m going to be
As I create my destiny I shatter the extremities that chained me to the starting line
As I take this hammer and nail the bolts together along the journey,
The distance between my dreams and I become realities that wash away like the tears of joy drizzling from my eyes
The distance between my dreams and I will one day become no more that friction between.
Dreams and reality that will burst into the flames of hope and passion as I sit back and reminisce on the times when I wished I were where I am now