The mind seeks a way to overcome these obstacles. The hand seeks tools to cut the wood,To till the soil, and harness the power of the waters. Then the hand seeks other hands to help,A community of hands to help-Thus the dream becomes not one man’s dream alone,But a community dream. Not my dream alone, but our dream. Not my world alone,But your world and my world,Belonging to all the hands who build. A long time ago, but not too long ago,Ships came from across the seaBringing the Pilgrims and prayer-makers,Adventurers and booty seekers,Free men and indentured servants,Slave men and slave masters, all new-To a new world, America! With billowing sails the galleons cameBringing men and dreams, women and dreams.