Before life I dreamed of being born.
There was so much to look forward to.
A life to live.
That was my dream.
After birth my dreams changed.
As a child I dreamed of growing up,
Being the good guy, the hero for all to see.
But dreams change.
As a young man I dreamed of change.
Changing the world into a better place.
Feeding the people, saving the trees.
Then reality changed my dreams.
As I grew older I dreamed of love,
The kind you hear about in songs.
Unending to the fiber of soul.
Then love changed my dreams.
People come and people go.
Everyone dreams, everyone loves,
Everyone cries, then everyone dies
With dreams that have changed.
As on old man I dream of being born
Into a life beyond
Where dreams are life
And life is a dream.
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