I climb the dream dumpage
Which a person threw away
A foot shakes, I was going to give it up
Still I brace and stand me up
Which always losing your way
You continue to drawing nonfiction
Because life is impossible to replace
All originates in your vision
Sharpen the body, I spare the time
Quiet a heart, I wait for destiny
Only an action gives a result, and cut your way
Days of a tangle, we will fall
When you are at a loss, when you want to die
But your story is not an outline
It's free But only one question'
Are your ready to make the story reality?
Overcome the gap between story and reality