Imagination will always be human,
but reality keeps our hearts on a tight chain
It’s not a prison, it’s the floor we stand on,
teaching us what we can’t remake
Imagination is a beautiful thing,
helps us grow, invent, and move ahead
It paints the maps we’ve never seen before,
and wakes the courage buried in our heads
Imagination and reality,
one lifts up, one pulls back
(Lift up!)
(Pull back!)
Dreams have zero gravity a cosmic play ground reality is gravity that is why it so profound
Dreams help us create and believe,
reality keeps hearts on a tight chain.
Ain’t nothing wrong with dreaming wide,
it’s the spark that moves the human race.
But the ground stays firm, the world stays true,
that’s the truth we can’t erase!
(Can’t erase!)
If The Wright Brothers never took the risk , we would still believe we live in a floating disk
They turned their dream into something strong,
wood and wires shaped to ride the sky.
Every crash was a lesson, every wrong
twist of the roll was a reason to try.
And like magic, their bodies left the ground,
not by faith or prayer, but by math and trust.
The Wrights’ dream became wings, the sky became real,
proof that imagination plus science is enough.
Just imagination, it was right to have the dream of flight .
Imagination got me off the couch,
turned a beat in my head to a crowd out loud.
Reality said, “Boy, you best bring lunch,”
‘cause dreams don’t pay ‘til you punch that clock.
But I ride both trains on the same track,
one’s laying steel, one brings it back.
Imagination drew us to the moon,
reality timed the rocket out of the sky.
We dreamed of telescopes, maps, and stars,
turned fiction into what our tools can see.
Every “future shock” once sounded fake,
but dreams in the lab became the kit we take.
Study the bones of the days gone by,
reality wrote it all in stone and sky.
Every fall, every win, every ancient spark,
lights the road we take through the dark
Take that truth, put it in the beam,
aim it at tomorrow, power up the dream.
Past is the groove, future’s the jam,
we ride the one, yeah, here I am.
We dreamed up gods to explain the rain,
then science asked “why” and took its name
Fairy tales to fight the night,
led us to the math that made the light
Swords in stones became the steel we use,
magic beans turned to what the lab could prove
Every “once upon a time” we’d spin,
science tested it, and we built it in
Imagination draws it first in our heads,
reality says, “show me how it treads.”
Dreams are bound by what the world allows,
but dreaming’s how the science moves forward now
Myths of the past were dreams in the dark,
reality’s the lab where we make the spark
We read the dreams, we run the tests,
then we dream again, and push past the rest
Imagination — way up high
Reality — two feet down
Imagination — way up high
Reality — keep me on the ground
Imagination , plus science
Just like magic, our bodies can leave the ground
Zero gravity becomes our reality
The science is sound , a future profound.
DrummerDave26
