Don’t Skip the Credits

I rummaged through stacks of DVD movies, still boxed away a year after moving into our home. My youngest son wanted to watch Avatar. I had initially requested the recent Netflix arrival of The Artist (to which you can imagine a 12 year-old boy’s disinterested response). A part of me wanted to watch neither, so I continued my search for something we hadn’t experienced in a while.

Star Wars…nah. Planet of the Apes…love it, but huh-uh. A Christmas Story…hmmm, funny…but not tonight. Apollo 13…no, the kids will be expecting that in my usual list of suggestions.

Ah. Here we go. We hadn’t watched this together in years. We used to lie on the floor while Disney’s Atlantis played in the background, providing dramatic effect for our toy figures as they dove into the cold depths of piled-up pillows hidden leagues below the ocean’s surface. The journey was dangerous and often required more skill and courage and tanked oxygen than our little figurines could muster, but we knew the hope of something bigger in the end, a joy that was well worth the fight during our playtime together. Yeah, this will do.

“What? Atlantis?” replied my son with a hint of disappointment, though he wasted no time grabbing a blanket and nestling into the recliner. My teenage daughter plopped next to me on the couch, just happy to spend some quality time with Dad.

I admit I slept through half the movie, my hardened stamp of exhaustion during this busy season of demands and having to fight for those relationships and ideals and the dreams I hold dear. It was barely 8:45 p.m. Quite early for a night owl like myself.

I awoke for the final battle scene, the struggle, the victory, saving the people, getting the girl, roll the credits. At this point we usually hit the Stop button, flip on the lights, and get ready for bed. Back to a busy world. But then it came, and I sat.

I couldn’t have told you anything about the closing song if you had asked me before, though I’d watched the movie several times. I didn’t remember ever listening to it. But when I heard the opening lyrics, my thumb hovering over the Stop button while cast and crew scrolled up the screen, my soul tuned in.

Where the Dream Takes You
From “Atlantis The Lost Empire”
Composed by Diane Warren
Performed by Mya

They’ll try to hold you back
They will say you’re wrong
But they will never understand
The journey that you’re on
They’ll try to change your mind
They’ll try to change your heart
But they will never understand who you are

And you still believe
And you know
You must go

Where the dream takes you
Where your heart longs to be
When you finally found that place
You’ll find all you need
Where the dream takes you

There’s something in your soul
That won’t be denied
It’s the faith to dream that keeps
The dream alive
So you still believe
And you know
You must go

Where the dream takes you
Where your heart longs to be
When you finally find that place
You’ll find all you need
Where the dream takes you

Go where your heart is meant to be
And you may find
Somebody there
Someone to share your dream

When you finally find that place
You’ll find all you need
Where the dream leads you
Far as your heart can see
There’s a world that waits for you
You’re not alone
You’ll find your home
Where the dream takes you

2 thoughts on “Don’t Skip the Credits

  1. I always stay and watch the credits at the end of movies I’m seeing for the first time. And it is usually to hear the music because sometimes the best songs are played after all the action stops.

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  2. Wow. That’s a great song. And you’re right – – most would miss it. I’m a credits guy. Just love to see who the “First Boy” was and the “Second Grip.” And every once in a while you’ll find an easter egg.Blessings bro!

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