Wistful thinking
Playful dreaming
Child-like joy
Suddenly teeming
Great wars break out
Proud thunder sings
Underneath the tree tops
And on top of the swings
Lookouts and towers
Fires that rage
Brave mighty warriors
Locked high up in a cage
Couriers riding
On a great mighty steed
The pirates' hostage, the princess
Is gallantly freed
The ships are a-rocking
The sky flashes white
Then the tables start turning
And the sun raises slight
It seems you will win
When doubt creeps in
You begin to worry
And your confidence runs thin
Then the moment comes
When you must choose
To keep on fighting
Or to give up and lose
Then like a leopard it pounces
Like a bomb it explodes
The battle begins
And the brave fight their foes
You might win this fight
You may suffer defeat
But it's when you stop dreaming
That you really are beat.
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