July 14th.

The realists need 

& the idealists dream

In shared melodies.

​

The songs you sang out

In a reality thousands of miles away 

The melodies that rang out 

In my dreams just around the corner, today.

​

The realists ground the idealists 

& the idealists keep the dreams alive

So keep me grounded, grab me full in your fists

I'll bring the brilliant color to dreams that thrive.

​

Hang in there, realist. 

Keep me dreaming, idealist.