You know, a dream is like a river, ever changing as it flows
And the dreamer is just a vessel, that must follow where it goes
Trying to learn from what's behind you, and never knowing what's in store
And each day is a constant battle, just to stay between the shores
And I will sail my vessel, until the river runs dry
Like a bird upon the wind, these waters are my sky
I'll never reach my destination, if I never try
So I will sail my vessel, until the river runs dry
Too many times we stand aside and let the water flow away
What we put off until tomorrow, has now become today
So don't you sit upon the shoreline, and say you're satisfied
Choose to chance the rapids, and dare to dance the tides

EXCERPT FROM Garth Brooks' The River