A man with a dream,
A woman with a cure.
The bee stings,
The dam will break at dawn.
someday it will happen,
Someday it will begin.
The water is pure.
The bird sings a song,
A child listens,
And the dream becomes reality.
Whoosh says the water,
Coming down the river.
The bee sting hurts, but only for a while.
All will be well.
