When I was very small I wondered what...
Wondered what special dreams may dance my way.
Not the dreams to visit one in one's sleep,
Rather the other dreams, dreamed in the day,
Dangerous dreams, dreams of the kind that stay.
When I became older, and yet still small,
I dreamed I was a hero, a great man.
When it rained I dreamed that I was Noah,
Remember Noah? Remember his plan?
Could I save the world? (Maybe I still can!).
For heroes don't have to be brave, you know!
Anyone can be a hero (can't they?)
A plan is all that is truly needed
Whereupon, your dream will show you the way
Because dangerous dreams are those which stay.
Yet, who needs a hero such as myself?
For heroes don't have to be brave you know!
But now I am very old (and still small)
And my dreams are always small ones also
And no longer stay - they come and they go.
And I dream a plan every now and then
Ah, but the best laid schemes of mice and men...
This bird that chirps but does not sing
this bird unable to fly, held down by broken wings
this bird was dreaming "One day I shall fly"
instead she suffers on the cold ground she lies
terrible, i feel, for i shattered her dreams
for i am the one who broke her wings
as she lies there death she shall await
oh how shameful i am to cause this cruel fate
an accident indeed
but to a death it leads
to her last few breaths breathed
oh what a sinful deed
though you cannot fly i think you would agree
that you little bird have it better than me
i too have made mistakes
i am not proud of what I've done
but i am unable to escape it
I've lost the strenght to run
never able to forget
living in regret
bloody hands
ruined plans
i think we've learned our lesson
not to look so far ahead
to be unaware of our present
and the past we dearly dread
the best laid schemes of birds and men
often go askew
she took in her last breath
and away she flew
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