Daddy worked the mines
‘till he died young at twenty-nine
leaving mama with a mortgaged life
and two hungry mouths to feed
A young girl and her brother
dressed in hand-me-downs
from the thrift store back in town
They had each other
And it seemed so real
The things that they would find
inside each others minds
Lost in a space and time
where they were happy
It was all so real
The places they would go
They’d sail on purple seas
climb mountains made of cheese
They had each other
And dreams were all that mattered
Mama did the best she could
working two shifts serving food
at the café down the road
where she would find new love
She couldn’t see and never planned
on betrayal by this man
who promised her his life
And they were married
Soon she was so broken
She couldn’t hear their words being spoken
calling out for help
through tears of shock and pain
It was all too real
the visits in the night
Bloody lips clenched tight
no strength left to fight
Childhood left shattered
And dreams were all that mattered
Yeah dreams were all that mattered
When the morning came
They would run out past the field
through the line of trees
to a spot behind the boulders
It was all so real
that special place they shared
a place where they weren’t scared
where their innocence was spared
while the world outside grew older
And it was oh so was real
With planets to explore
Deserted island shores
lined with golden ore
They didn’t ever ask for more
They had each other
And dreams were all that mattered
Dreams were all that mattered
It was all so real
YOur words speak so deeply!
Your feelings ring in many ears!
I hear the Twang...
YOur talents are GREAT Edwin!
Glad I gravitated to your space!
WArmly, Warrior Sheee ooxx
You are a brilliant lyricist!
love Chanti
Thanks for your concern...there's no problem, just a wise ass,I had to vent;-)
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Fee
Regis
Susan