Mission

Hold your fire
 Keep it burning bright
 Hold the flame
 'Til the dream ignites
 A spirit with a vision
 Is a dream with a mission
 I hear their passionate music
 Read the words
 That touch my heart
 I gaze at their feverish pictures
 The secrets that set them apart
 When I feel the powerful visions
 Their fire has made alive
 I wish I had that instinct
 I wish I had that drive
 Spirits fly on dangerous missions
 Imaginations on fire
 Focused high on soaring ambitions
 Consumed in a single desire
 In the grip of
 A nameless possession
 A slave to the drive of obsession
 A spirit with a vision
 Is a dream with a mission
 I watch their images flicker
 Bringing light to a lifeless screen
 I walk through
 Their beautiful buildings
 And I wish I had their dreams
 But dreams don't need
 To have motion
 To keep their spark alive
 Obsession has to have action
 Pride turns on the drive
 It's cold comfort
 To the ones without it
 To know how they struggled
 How they suffered about it
 If their lives were
 Exotic and strange
 They would likely have
 Gladly exchanged them
 For something a little more plain
 Maybe something a little more sane
 We each pay a fabulous price
 For our visions of paradise
 But a spirit with a vision
 Is a dream with a mission