Chapter 03 · 3 min 34 sec
Chase Your Dreams
The instruction your younger self needed — passed forward now, carried in music to whoever is ready to hear it.
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Lyrics· 385 words
In the morning light, we rise and shine with a dream in our hearts and our spirits alike Though the road is long and the journey is tough We'll keep moving forward cause we are enough Keep your head high, let your dreams take flight We're chasing dreams, we won't give them With that first stumble, we'll rise again Together we'll stand, our hearts be strong And this way I get rid of them, we all belong When the worries come and the doubts creep in Remember your strength, let the journey begin Ever step forward, we grow and we learn So chase after your dreams, watch a fire burn Through the valley's low and the mountains high We're chasing dreams, we won't give them With that first stumble, we'll rise again Together we'll stand, our hearts be strong And this way I get rid of them, we all belong Through the valley's low and the mountains high We're chasing dreams, we won't give them With that first stumble, we'll rise again Together we'll stand, our hearts be strong And this way I get rid of them, we all belong So dance to the beat, let your spirits soar Dreams and our hearts, we'll always want more We're chasing dreams, we won't give them With that first stumble, we'll rise again Together we'll stand, our hearts be strong And this way I get rid of them, we all belong So dance to the beat, let your spirits soar Dreams and our hearts, we'll always want more With chasing dreams, we won't give them With that first stumble, we'll rise again Together we'll stand, our hearts be strong And this way I get rid of them, we all belong When the worries come and the doubts creep in Remember your strength, let the journey begin Every step forward, we'll grow and we learn So chase after your dreams, watch a fire burn Through the valley's low and the mountains high We're chasing dreams, we won't give in With that first stumble, we'll rise again Together we'll stand, our hearts be strong And this way I get rid of them, we all belong So dance to the beat, let your spirits soar Dreams and our hearts, we'll always want more With that first stumble, we'll rise again
Short Story
*A story about advice carried across generations*
When Felix's grandfather was dying, he called Felix to his bedside and said only one thing, clearly, as if he had been saving the clarity for exactly this moment: "Chase the thing you actually want. Not the safe thing. I chased the safe thing for sixty years, and it kept me comfortable, and I have always wondered, quietly, what the other version of my life might have sounded like."
Felix was eleven, too young, his parents thought, to really carry such a heavy instruction. But he carried it anyway, the way children sometimes carry exactly the things adults underestimate them for holding.
Years later, choosing between a stable position at his uncle's accounting firm and an uncertain attempt at the music career he'd quietly wanted his whole life, Felix heard his grandfather's voice as clearly as if the old man were still in the room.
"What if I fail at the music?" he asked his mother, terrified.
"Then you'll have failed at the thing you actually wanted," she said, "instead of succeeding at the thing you didn't. Your grandfather didn't tell you to chase your dream because he was certain you'd succeed. He told you because he'd lived sixty years without trying, and he knew, firsthand, which kind of regret was heavier."
Felix chased it. It was hard, and uncertain, and there were years where the safe job would have looked, on paper, like the obviously smarter choice. But he never once felt the particular ache his grandfather had described — the quiet wondering about a life not attempted.
When his own children were old enough, he passed the same instruction forward, word for word, understanding finally that it wasn't really advice about music or careers at all. It was an instruction about regret, handed down across exactly as many generations as it took for someone to actually have the courage to use it.
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*The wisdom passed down to us is rarely about the specific dream — it's a warning, hard-earned, about which kind of regret is heavier to carry: the failure we risked, or the attempt we never made.*
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