If and when

If you can hold your head up high
when things are not so good
if you have lost your wings and you can't fly
even though you should

if you can stop yourself from giving up
when fate has tricked you and you're trapped
if you can find another way to turn things around
when everything is lost and buried in the ground

if you can make your actions speak louder than words
if you always know what you are walking towards
if you can dream but not let dreams rule your life
if you can cut through problems like butter is cut by a knife

if you can learn to play life's game of chess
you may find yourself in front of success
when it will happen you can't know
just work, sweat, bleed and grow

Failing

You try to find a place of your own
all the dreams you had may have been wrong
you search the life you always wanted
you think that everything is granted

that over night you can become a big shot
but things don't really work like that
although you work your fingers to the bone
you're still nowhere you're still alone

and as time passes along
the journey to success may be too long
and fear strikes you in the heart
reaching it may be to hard

Someday

Riding the waves of the cuban shore
smoking a cigar on the beach the night before
jumping from the cliffs in the oceans blue
seeing just the beach in my field of view

running on the sand in my bare feet
feeling on my skin the sun's heat
listening to the waves while falling asleep
exploring in my dreams the ocean deep

living in a shed bordering the beach
with everything i need easy to reach
leaving all the worries behind
just chilling with nothing on my mind

Illusions of grandeur

Illusions surround you everyday
but real life never turns out that way
you think your gonna be happy
you run around like a clueless puppy

you gonna have all you desire
wright that on a piece of paper
and light it on fire
let it turn into vapor

i like dreaming a lot
but i should stop all that
i should try to wake up
'cause reality hits like a bat

dreams are like a hot air balloon
you think they are going to the moon
but really they would not fly
if you don't fuel them with lies

actually who am i to say all that
who knows what dreams can be or can not
people say they will always have hope
even when hope has fallen down a steep slope