Dreams

[Snypiuer]

O.K., I started to hear a cadence in my head. I was trying to figure out what the cadence was from, because it seemed so familiar. So, I put some random words to it and came up with this poem. It, kind of, makes sense. A bit jumbled and disjointed if you ask me and I, kind of, feel it's not complete but I'm just going to claim it's nuanced and evocative. And yes, that one word you think I misspelled is spelled correctly - told you . . . nuanced and evocative. Once I finished it, I stared at it for a while and suddenly it hit me, the cadence is from a song. It's not the whole song, just bits and pieces that repeat, instead of flowing in the proper order. I haven't heard it in years but must have recently heard it in the background somewhere. Once I figured it out, I started to think of different directions I could go, but decided to leave it as is because, right now, it's INSPIRED by the song.  I believe a rewrite would just end up being a Weird Al-esque parody. Let me know if I've managed to write it in a way that lets you hear the cadence and figure out the song. Remember, it's just snippets that repeat and not in order. Hints: Pop; part spoken word; old but not an "Oldie" (Motown, doo-wop, etc.); singer-songwriter.

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We had dreams, when we were young.

About all the things, we would have done.

 

By now.

 

As time passes by, dreams they die,

And we find ourselves where we're at,

 

Somehow.

 

Childhood dreams are lost.

Or simply fade away.

 

We tell ourselves that it's o.k.

They were only bits of childish games

 

We once played.

 

Late at night,

When everything is still.

 

An emptiness, deep inside.

No matter how hard we try,

 

We just can't feel.

 

A lifetime spent,

Seemingly lost

 

And alone.

 

A wasted life of wasted time

Wasting every chance to find

 

A home.

 

We had so many dreams

Once

 

When we were young.

 

Dreams of all the wonderous things.

That

By now

 

We wish

 

We had done.

[Peredhil]

I feel oddly called out.

[Harmonious_Echos]

At Pere, Same, like....this could have been written by me personally? I also 'hear' a cadence to this, but probably not the same one you hear. 🫥😄

[Snypiuer]

THANKS! That is about the best complement one can get. The fact that I just threw it together in order to figure out the cadence in my head and others say they feel it pertains to them, well, just thanks.

It's even more amazing to me since I, myself, don't feel it pertains to ME at all, because when it comes to MY childhood dreams, up to now I have accomplished . . . hmmm . . . well . . . . . . aww, craps.