Lyrics:

We are the fools, we are the free, we are Sons of a Dream.I dream about a seasonI sleep inside a place where I am free - and wandering.I roam the deepest canyonsI soar the highest skies that I might see - my fantasies.I am the seed of a visionI am the one who forseesI pray the world will remember, some day the world will believe . . .I live inside your reasonI breathe your thoughts, I speak what's not to be - reality.I'm free, yet I'm in prisonI'm tame but cannot fly with broken wings - my fate will be.I am the seed of a visionI am the one who forseesI pray the world will remember, some day the world will believe . . .We are the pen, we are the mind, we are keepers of the light,We are the fools, we are the free, we are Sons of a Dream.We are the pen, we are the mind, we are keepers of the light,We are the fools, we are the free, we are Sons of a Dream.
Warlord Sons Of A Dream