There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took by childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
I get all emotional whenever I listen to this.
The words, the music, the emotion, the situation in which it was set;
it's heart wrenching.
I think that most of us have an idealistic view of how life should be. Take myself, for example. I have ambitions. I dream dreams. I have a perfect picture of how everything should be enacted right in my head. But life; it's different. It changes the picture. It's reality.
That's why I'm so glad I know a God who will always be there for me. It's reassuring to know, that despite the hardships, obstacles, changes, and inconveniences, there is One who is in control of it all.
He makes life worth living.