Dreams once dreamed by us all,
Told of your childhood and your smile
When you begin to walk or crawl,
This dream lasts for awhile

Dreams once said upon your knees,
Of sunshine in the spring and on
You ask for a favor and say please
By then, the rivers a pond

Fate is given as a choice or act,
And imaged by the people here or there
Dreams are written opinion or fact
And dreamed by the people who care

Hour by hour a dream is heard,
What will happen when it all dies down?
Dreams will be a fade that is absurd,
Like a tale of greed that is found

Dreams of present and of past,
May haunt us all good or bad
But do not worry, for we will last
Dreams will carry us when were sad

Soul's Decision is a name once told,
As dreams become real and we all say
An end is near and we will fold
What a night to a brand new day
 
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