When memories fade away
Staring at the mirror’s face
And you can’t seem to find a trace
‘Cause all is lost in the graying mist.
When you mourn the dream
And you can’t make sense of anything
You’re just searching for a reason
to hold on.
You can’t find your way
Standing in the rain
And all the dreams you thought you had
Don’t mean anything
They just fade to gray.
So find me here
Beneath each fallen tear
And as the daylight fades
I’ll mourn the dream.
“I think people mourn the dream, you know?” ~Shawn Connors
Poem by FanTC
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