They are sustenance: Food, water, shelter, sleep. Words are everything. They are all you could ever need In this place, this world, this realm Of writers and artists Of thinkers and dreamers Of believers
And we are, we are the ones who Will move the world, shake it. Fix it, or break it. Our ideas and works are the power They are all we need To build cities Or watch civilizations burn. "We are the music makers, And we are the dreamers of dreams..."