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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 dreams to shame.
..............
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.
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 dreams to shame.
..............
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.