I loved a dream
of sunshine and bright
sparkle
and light
I loved a dream.

I loved a dream
like a child loves life
without knowing
pure in joy
I loved a dream

I wonder what happened
was it simple
as confusion
simple as
confusion

Or is there more to it
like why is slavery
the only option
and have we given up
too much

Is our society a monoploy
what are the options
I don’t want to play
nor work
nor toil
at something not my own
nor help
those who want to hurt
nor help
those who want more
than they need

I don’t want to play.

I loved a dream once
it showed me there’s more
it showed me there’s more
the dream I loved
didn’t toil
didn’t struggle
didn’t fit

I loved a dream
it was an explosion
it was possibility
it was infinite
and it didn’t fit
couldn’t fit
wasn’t meant to fit

But still
we try to fit
and we build things to contain
and measure
and fit.

When I loved a dream
it was infinite
it didn’t fit
it was an explosion
it was possibility.