We are raised to honor all the wrong explorers and discoverers - thieves planting flags murderers carrying crosses. Let us at last praise the colonizers of dreams.
One day youre something so promising and full o dares so big the worlds too small a place to hold you. Then fore you know it youre old and you realise all them things you had in mind youll never get to. All them doors you felt too big to fit through have already shut. Only one left open and it leads to nothing but nothing.