She's in a new world
Lonely girl, where are your parents?
A new area, so familiar but never explored
Adventure awaits those who seek it
She's taking the next step, just as useless as before
An art major, and they all laughed
How will you make money dear?
What will you be doing?
A fire burns inside, hot. Red hot fire
It is warmth in the heart
A fire lit under her feet makes her move
Let's go, the train is leaving!
A whisker of hope floats before her, so thin she cannot grab it
But she holds tightly, knuckles white
Hot fire inside her hands
Holding dreams that no one sees
A whisker pokes inside her pocket, sharp on the edges
"Move it!" it says!
A fruitful adventure with what outcome?
Dreams really do come true, but they're not what you think
Never meet your hereos
But always follow your dreams