Sir, speak louder and closer to the drive thru microphone, please

If I give my best today

Will I wake up tomorrow

And feel the same?

I won't list the ways

It could come to mistake

So in my dreams I play a saint

The right choices already made

If tomorrow consents

I'll be on my way

Right back to today

When the wheel comes back around

I'll be abounding where I'm found

To give my best today

It connects us all, in a way

We imagine, together, the golden gates

And pull the present towards towards their embrace

We are the music makers

And the dreamers of the dreams

We weave the fabric of the universe

And bring it together at the seams

We play pretend inside

And call it reality