Dreams are part of our reality ... The dreams and our imagination give meaning to life, though most of the times dreams are just what they are: just dreams.
All I got is my solitude and a fading hope that one day I will not feel so vulnerable ... the day the words will no longer mean anything ... the day I will not be waiting for a moment of attention ... the day I will just be myself ... carrying my sad eyes around, collecting my own pieces ... trying to find my broken wings ...
In The Wake Of Adversity by Dead Can Dance
Hey Patrice don't cry they've no reason to harm you at all
They don't realise that the angels surround you with light
They don't understand their narrow ways defeat them where they stand
They don't realise you hide your sadness beneath a painted smile
Ignorance, that light of fools steers a wayward path
And sets the course upon which we sail into the night of uncertainty
Following the stars that make their way across the sky
Valuing the love that lends grace to our hearts