A Dream

I dreamed of a lot of things when I was little. I still dream. Sometimes the only way I can cope when things come rushing back to me, is to retreat into little fantasy worlds I've created and live things I'll never get to live.

I'm not going to go into an angsty dump, I'm not here to burden all of you with anything dysfunctional. Suffice is to say this is a day I am having emotional challenges.

Anyway...the following song means a lot to me. I'm not the type to post every video I come across (although it's fine for the people who do, it's just not me) but I just felt like sharing this song. It is one of the most heavily played in my ipod. The video doesn’t quite fit with what feeling I get from the song, but I’ve included the youtube link for anyone who wants to listen. (sorry haven’t figure out how to make the video play here)

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T3SlsP130xY[/youtube]

"A Dream" by Priscilla Ahn

I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.
I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green.

I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest swing.
I had a dream.

Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I'm supposed to be.
The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.

I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest tree.
I had a dream.

Now I'm old and feeling grey. I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave.
I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell. I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing.

I had a dream