i  had a dream but it meant naught i had a vision that failed to come true
my heart cried for the loss it felt not understood  why should it feel that way
i stood on the banks feeling the pain wondering if it meant anything at all
do we survive from the losses of life or does our spirit fly away

i saw what life held in store for me i fought i denied it but couldnt stop it
it taunted me with my visions doom leading to my demise i cried
i felt alone no one to confort my aching soul life can be cruel only in dreams
do we survive from the losses of life or does our spirit sly away

are we ignored by the words we say can anyone see the magic there was
must ones feelings not count in this world of self while others slowly wilt away
ideas to disappear never more to be because one didnt understand the words
do we survive from the losses of life or does our spirit fly away

if we could then words should be allowed emotions to be free shoulders offered
instead backs are turned words become meaningless feelings dashed upon rocks
leaving ones feelings diminished not worth the ideas flowing from the mind tears falling
do we survive from the losses of life or does our spirit fly away