You get one life. Speaker A says chase your wildest dreams, be called crazy, and expect arrows in your back from people who don't understand. Speaker B adds a poetic call to be a mirror, sword, and shield for those brave enough to stand out.
We got one life. Just one. Why aren't we running like we're on fire towards our wildest dreams? We got one shot at this. Why aren't we like the crazy one? I want people to look at me and be like, "That guy is nuts." Good! I got one shot at this life. I'd rather you call me crazy and a dreamer than a settler. You always know the leader by the arrows in their back, right? If people aren't talking or judging or thinking, then you're just kind of blending in. You're made to stand out.
Catholic choir singing. Be my mirror, my sword and shield.
