dear

i saw a dream.
i think i liked it.
it was fated though.
short lived.
madly
i was movin' in.
i saw it real
i could feel it all.
dear.

there was the fiddler.
and a young boy.
sad.
my memory is fadin'.
he was walkin'.
on the green.
the light was bright.
but he's still findin'.
fear.

they were drownin'.
in the water.
he was screamin'
for life.
the life boats came in.
he wasn't chosen.
and the rest
headed home.

he could never
stop to hear.
what the fiddler
used to play.
and he waited.
to be picked up.
while he lived.
in the someone's
pockets.
dear.