Here's a couple verses from one of my new favorite songs (the version I have is sung by David Coffin). Some inspiration really is worth putting down - solid stuff.
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Some men are sailors, but most are just dreamers
Held fast by the anchors they forge in their minds;
Who in their hearts know they'll never sail over deep water
To search for a treasure they're afraid they won't find.
So in Shelter Harbor they cling to their anchors
Back down their boilers and shut down their steam;
And wait for the sailors to return with the bright treasures
That will fan the dull embers and fire up their dreams.
And some men are schemers who laugh at the dreamers
Take the gold from the sailors and turn it to dross;
They're men in a prison, they're men without vision
Whose only horizon is profit and loss.
So when storm clouds come sailing across your blue ocean
Hold fast to your dreaming for all that you're worth;
For as long as there's dreamers, there will always be sailors
Bringing back their bright treasures from the corners of earth.
-- Eric Bogle
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