A Little Dream by Emily Gates

Amidst disorder and murmurs, our grasp met with nought. For actuality’s cruelty, dismantled what we sought. You never dreamed a little dream, Never longed for sunrise, only drowned in your sad. You never hoped for better days, Saying "It'd all be grand, if it wasn't all bad" We held onto the semblance, illusions we deployed. In reverberations of mirth, now faded to the void. We never dared to question it all. We never dared to question it all. You never dreamed a little dream, Never longed for sunrise, only drowned in your sad. You never hoped for better days, Saying "It'd all be grand, if it wasn't all bad"