The Drop & the Dream lyrics inspired by Hermann Broch, "The Death of Virgil" In twilight and blindness All our work is done We fumble and flail, we try and we fail, We only are what we almost become It’s both our curse and our grace, here in this place To reach for heights that we’ll never climb And the distance between the drop and the dream Is our one little piece of the divine It’s a weak little flame, it’s all we got to our name So why be ashamed to let it burn