When did we become monsters? Why?
I Dreamed a Dream
There was a
time when men were kind
When their
voices were soft
And their
words inviting
There was a
time when love was blind
And the
world was a song
And the
song was exciting
There was a
time
Then it all
went wrong
I dreamed a
dream in times gone by
When hope
was high and life worth living
I dreamed,
that love would never die
I dreamed
that God would be forgiving
Then I was
young and unafraid
And dreams
were made and used and wasted
There was no
ransom to be paid
No song
unsung, no wine untasted
But the
tigers come at night
With their
voices soft as thunder
As they
tear your hope apart
As they
turn your dream to shame
He slept a
summer by my side
He filled
my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood
in his stride
But he was
gone when autumn came
And still I
dream he'll come to me
That we
will live the years together
But there
are dreams that cannot be
And there
are storms we cannot weather
I had a
dream my life would be
So
different from this hell I'm living
So
different now from what it seemed
Now life
has killed the dream
I dreamed
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