And we, as is the want of man, have dreamed our dreams
We have built within our minds the future that should have been
Then, in the silence of reality's shadow,
Our perfect story has melted to reveal the imperfect truth.

Where is time and does it come at our call?
The hours of pain and sorrow seem to come in waves beyond measure
Each moment containing it's own Forever
And so, in these we live Eternities
And yet the moments of joy are swiftly past
And what of us?

Was there a moment that once we might have had a chance
That we could have held it in our palms?
But if it was ever so, it slipped away
and left only the fragrant sweetness of memories that fade.

Where was our chance, did we not deserve one?
And at the end of the day, having laboured long and hard
Where was our reward?
For it is as if some unseen hand has swept away all the value of our deeds
As if the future, like the past, was decided without consultation
and we are left with only shattered dreams

There was a moment, once
Of that I am sure
We dared to believe
But as if the universe itself could not bare the thought
That moment fled from us
Leaving only tears

And now we have only now
The past might never have been
The future might never come
This now is all we can hope for
This now must be forever for we will come no closer

I would kiss away our tears,
But I fear they are too fragile
and the pressure of my lips might
destroy the shadow of who you were

You were
Never doubt that
Do not let that dream die completely
Once you were the person your dream claims you were
and I shall remember that forever