We talked about the seven seas,
the dreams we have and triumphs be.
We spoke too, about far better days
where fear is history, and kept at bay.

Yet, dare you speak of what you have within,
How far you'll go, and how keen is keen.
I say, yes, surely the blood redeems,
but effort too, you must put in.

For dreams are dreams,
and they don't take much,
but it's what we do, that's truly key

For if we cry,
we brood,
we whine,
will wanes,
but the heart alone has not taken pain,
then let us no longer delude,

nor speak of castles when materials elude.