When They Dreamt in Gethsemane

A song about dreams in all their forms and what they've come to be

I am a hero.
I am a victim of these times.
Isaiah’s Nero.
I made Paul and Peter die for their crimes.
I am an eagle.
I am always soaring through the skies.
Symbol regal.
My talons take pleasure as their mothers cry.

“Well, I wish you well,”
We clamor from the bottom of the well.
As we drown beneath our wishes
And our vapid homemade hell.

Where are dreams?

Where are dreams?

We accomplish nothing
When we are all asleep.
Where are dreams?

Where are dreams?
We never dream them
Except when we are asleep.

Ambition is the fuel.
Pour it on the money.
You have your fire.
Keep warm.
Stay warm.
The house is on fire.
We might as well just burn it down.

Where are dreams?

Where are dreams?

We accomplish nothing
When we are all asleep.
Where are dreams?

Where are dreams?
We never dream them
Except when we are asleep.

“Well, I wish you well,”
We clamor from the bottom of the well.
As we drown beneath our wishes
And our vapid homemade hell.

Where are dreams?

Where are dreams?

We accomplish nothing
When we are all asleep.
Where are dreams?

Where are dreams?
We never dream them
Except when we are asleep.

Stay asleep.
Even when you are awake.
Soar on.
Keep warm.
Dream.

Death is dead.
Don’t kill.
Dream.

We can dream.
Even when we are awake.
Don’t drown.
Fuel’s out.
Dream.

Be brave.
It’s cold.
Dream.

Author's Note

This song is meant to guide the reader through the nightmares of dreaming in the modern world into the lighter areas in an attempt at maybe something almost inspirational.
Did this get near to that?
Tell me what ya think.

Reviews

[lindsay]

I think this can almost be seen as a wake up call(excuse the pun). I like the line "Where are dreams?
We never dream them
Except when we are asleep."
Almost like, we never get to live our dreams or our wishes and people think that those who do are crazy and "wish you well".
Great job overall.