Lyrics: Dreams

A song I wrote whilst traveling for hours on the train/placement services just to get home. Cried most the time. This took weeks to perfect and I thought I lost it once, and rewrote it.. It’s written about a horrific breakup, like you’re on the brink of doing stupid things over your ‘First’ love. You don’t realise how much everyone means to you, but you still wanna just say goodbye to the whole world. Based on a true story….

 

Chorus

And thus, I have lost.

Adieu, to my family

And I will, play, my, happy song.

I’ve, been, dreaming for so long.

Waiting, for him to, come back, into my arms.

Life won’t, overthrow me

Life won’t, come and chase me.

I’m just, a happy eager dream.

Waiting for him to come along,

And let me fall into his arms.

Verse 1

No I can’t, no I can’t sleep.

Dinner parties, surround me.

I can’t control, my violent mouth.

I won’t hesitate, to come clean.

And put you straight in-line.

No, no.

Chorus

And thus, you have lost.

Adieu, to your family

And I will, play, your, happy song.

You’ve, been, dreaming for so long.

Waiting, for her to, come back, into your arms.

Life won’t, overthrow me

Life won’t, come and chase me.

You’re just, a happy healthy boy

Waiting for her to come along,

And let her fall into your arms.

Verse 2

None of us, should sacrifirce.

None of us, should be chained.

To our heart failures,

Broken lies, pity-ful cries.

Non-existant self-esteem.

Gone and hidden all my believing.

Chorus

And thus, we have lost.

Adieu, to our families

And I will, play, our, happy song.

We’ve, been, dreaming for so long.

Waiting, for them to, come back, into our arms.

Life won’t, overthrow us

Life won’t, come and chase us.

We’re just, hopeless romantics.

Waiting for them to come along,

And let them fall into our arms.

Verse 3

Look, into the light.

We must focus,

On what we feel is right.

I can’t lie.

I have to sacrifirce,

My love…

Chorus

And thus, they have won.

Back to their family

Joking, about our happy song.

What’s the, point of dreaming?

Not waiting for anyone, to come back,

To their arms.

Life will, overthrow them

Life will go and chase me.

Their just sad pathetic souls

Not waiting for anyone, to come back

To their arms.

What’s the point of dreaming?

Their not running back into our arms…

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