How a Dream Comes True



for my mother on the other side



Patti Lance had dreamed of me
And already loved me

I was born to thunder and
Lightning long ago
Everyone was wondering
If it might mean something
And if so who I might be

None would understand
Like my mother who would know
Having taken this chance

She announced me to the sky:
Steven Curtis Lance

Though the paintings got destroyed
Some say they have enjoyed
The music I left behind
When I lost my mind
Some of it sung on Sunday
I hope to hear someday

If they go to church again
Not that I have been
Anywhere but anyway

Because as you can see
Nothing left but poetry

Now here at the end
By the kindness of a friend
Or two to do or die
Something better than nothing
I do to get through

Shared with you as we transcend
Together wondering
Maybe understanding too

How a dream comes true
Now in spite of everything



Steven Curtis Lance