Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams, for when dreams go, life is a barren field, frozen with snow.

Hold fast to your dreams, for without them life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.

In all my life, I have never been free. I have never been able to do anything with freedom, except in the field of my writing.