The Dream

THE DREAM written by Elizabeth Geyer from album The Dream available here http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/carthew She has a radio to hide her waking memories of him and in her mind a thousand jagged photographs, no ordinary day could win She'd use her coffee and the crossword as a prop if she was seen another brightly coloured float in her parade of meaningless routine And how she craved the sound of summer squeals and sprinklers braving winter nights alone They bore a fragment of the times when chocolate smiles and tiny kisses were her own and though the times were often tight he'd worked as hard as any man One simple frame beside her bed the only clue to life beyond this caravan And then one night she kicked her shoes off in a dream and danced alone until she woke her soul was free Three years have passed of peeling paint and season renters in her place and she was only missed a week by those who can't recall her face And with a courage that she'd never known she sold to start again And in a million years she'd never have believed in time her broken heart would mend And then one night she kicked her shoes off in a dream and danced alone until she woke her soul was free and then one night she kicked her shoes off in a dream and when she woke her soul was free