The film was coming to an end
As the speckling camera panned
Across oceans and birds
Blades blowing in the wind
Vera Lynn singing over
The man that wasn't there
Kissed my cheek and whispered gently
"Is that what you have always wished for?"
I glanced into his eyes
Which also weren't there
"Some people were only meant to dream"
And as the instrumental began
The screen faded to black
May 10
May 10, 2026 at 12:28 AM UTC
The film was coming to an end
As the speckling camera panned
Across oceans and birds
Blades blowing in the wind
Vera Lynn singing over
The man that wasn't there
Kissed my cheek and whispered gently
"Is that what you have always wished for?"
I glanced into his eyes
Which also weren't there
"Some people were only meant to dream"
And as the instrumental began
The screen faded to black