at somepoint
maybe we accept the dream has become a nightmare.
we tell ourselves the reality is better.
we convince ourselves its better that we never dream at all.
but the strongest of us,
the most determined of us,
we hold on to the dream,
or we find ourselves with a fresh dream we never considered.
we awake to find ourselves
against all odds
feeling hopeful
and if we're lucky we realize
in the face of everything,
in the face of life,
the true dream
is being able to dream
at all.
maybe we accept the dream has become a nightmare.
we tell ourselves the reality is better.
we convince ourselves its better that we never dream at all.
but the strongest of us,
the most determined of us,
we hold on to the dream,
or we find ourselves with a fresh dream we never considered.
we awake to find ourselves
against all odds
feeling hopeful
and if we're lucky we realize
in the face of everything,
in the face of life,
the true dream
is being able to dream
at all.
~ meredith grey
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You climbed upon a burning rope to escape the mob below,
But you had put the flaming out so that others could not follow,
To be out of the bounds and the barks of those who do not wish you well.
You must blaze a trail of your own, unknown, alone,
But keep in mind
Don't live to-day for tomorrow like you were immortal.
The only survivors on this world of ours are
(chorus)
The warming sun, the cooling rain,
The snowflake drifting on the breath of the breeze,
The lightning bolt that frees the sky for you
Yet only eagles seem to pass on through.
The words of love, the cries of hate,
And the man in the moon who seduced you
Then finally loosed you.
- Genesis (Banks/Collins/Rutherford, 1978)
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TY.
*muah*
~ b
I still dream.
T.I.M.
T.I.M.~
Nice to hear that someone still dreams.
~ b
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