I fell in love with my whirlwind of dreams
So many different plans branching out to extremes
To climb above mountains and see the view from the top
To run across fields without having to stop
To dance in bare feet without scraping my skin
To face fights with courage enough for me to win
These are the dreams that I dreamt as a child
A time when imagination roamed free and wild
A time when there weren’t limits on what could be
A time when there weren’t goals too high for me
A time before I learnt how life operates
That there is nothing guaranteed, save sorrow and hate
Opportunity’s buffet will make you pay dear
For, once you start eating, you’ll become stuffed with fear
Fear that success can be lost in half the blink of an eye
And fear that everything might fall through if you prematurely die
This knowledge puts a dampener on the dreams I used to love
And now I walk with my eyes forward, not somewhere in clouds above
Yet sometimes I still visit my whirlwind of dreams
In the middle of the night, when nothing’s quite as it seems
That’s when I can fantasise of what might have been
If I’d let go of restraint, and embraced the whole me
But sometimes I hear it knocking, that dreamer I miss,
Frozen behind the corner like it’s staring into an abyss
Well, I guess abyss is the best word for a dream that’s been destroyed
The stupid dreams I dared to have for a future I couldn’t avoid