All my heroes were dreamers
In story and song
Made their way in the world
with words that were strong
I’d travel with them
But it would be wrong
To think my words mean enough
To ever belong
In the company of the women and men
Who wrote down the world
Since it began
I have my window, I have my pen
But their words carry on
When mine reach an end
On the shoulders of giants
I’m living again
I met one of the giants
And confirmed the size
Of the heart that he held
Saw the tears in his eyes
Cause when you’re a writer
Oh sure you know words
But it’s mostly emotion
Folks say that they heard
In the company of the women and men
Who wrote down the world
Since it began
I have my window, I have my pen
But their words carry on
When mine reach an end
On the shoulders of giants
I’m living again
When my soul stops breathing
And hope’s all I’m needing
To carry me through the time
There’s a line or a lyric
Makes me breathe when I hear it
Their life flows into mine
In the company of the women and men
Who wrote down the world
Since it began
I have my window, I have my pen
But their words carry on
When mine reach an end
On the shoulders of giants
I’m living again
