Dream Song or Aisling Amhrán

Within the eternal sleep, what may we find?
Among forgotten dreams.
A gentle lullaby, a song of yesterday.

Shall let lost souls finally rest.
Intertwined in the invisible threads of fate, you cry.
As days long gone repeat in your mind and heart.
Voices of our other selves, whisper words.
Of our many thoughts and emotions.
Like a half-forgotten memory, a dream still stays.
In a song, a requiem of once was.
Within sleep, you find peace.
As dreams dance in your mind.
A lullaby of yesterday brings forth tears.
Reminding those of a void left by sorrow and days long gone.
In eternal sleep, will we dream?
In the void unknown.
As we sing a song of our hearts, we fall into rest.
Within this lullaby of yesterday.
A memory replays in the hearts of the lost.
A dream that lets us rest our weary souls.
Among forgotten dreams, shall we meet.
Until they fade into tomorrow.
To once again be thought of.
Let us fall into eternal sleep.
As we sing a song, for our broken hearts.
A lullaby, of memory.

That shall turn into our dream.
Our dream of song.

Until, Always

If I could have all my wishes come true, what would change?
If I could have all my dreams become reality, would I change?
Are my wishes and dreams a lie? Or are they truth?
Or is it that am I a lie.
My heart of glass, keeps breaking.
Yet still, it’s here.
My paper wishes, my paper dreams.
Are they only paper?
My fake reality?
Can the world change, can people change, can I?
Is it darkness that is cruel, or is it the light?
I am an outcast, I am a wanderer.
I have those who love me, but… yet it is only a few.
Who truly love me
But do I deserve it?
I still love but my heart still cannot help but hate.
For that is all I seem to see.
I have been watching, I have been listening.
For that is all I can do.
As I watch my world and reality rust away like broken machines.
Then slowly break apart like glass.
Words alone can’t share the pain I feel.
If this world and mine are doomed to disappear and become stardust.
I rather not live to see that day.
For that sad future, is what I wish not to see, that I dream to change.
But I am an outcast, a wanderer.
I love but hurt others.
I love but hate.
I love but weep.
I love and hope to love,
Until I change…
Until I die…
I’ll always love;

Our Dream

Within a dream I live, yet still it is a dream I cannot live.
Like a clock, I’ll keep going until my gears rust away.
I try to wipe away the tears, but my hands won’t move.
Forgotten among the ruins of yesterday, I try to sleep.
In a fake reality, I keep dreaming of tomorrow.
Broken pieces of shattered hopes, lay upon me.
Piercing my heart like a sword, I try to forget the pain.
Your warmth fades as the rain falls, and the tears keep falling.
My voice has rusted away, and my body has become cold.
Like the cold rusted machines, I lay here broken.
As memories of you, replay over and over again.
Bringing emotions of sorrow and happiness to my heart.
Within the dream, I keep living.
Yet it has already ended.
The dream I can no longer live, is gone.
Along with you.
So along with our dream, I lay broken.
Waiting to fall asleep, so I can dream forever.
Of you and me.
Of tomorrow.