A dream she saw, and what a dream it was
It was to cross the seven seas.
But little she knew not so easy it was,
to fly over and dream.
She wanted to go the cities and villages,
no matter how rural, all she wanted to do was walk.
Oh how exciting it was imagining stuff,
walking the roads with a goat or a cow or even a silly little duck.
Never been out of her little town,
a highly protected soul she was, no one would've even guessed.
Cause when she described the places she wanted to see,
She poured her heart and soul out to it.
You would've believed that she lived there for months and months to be.
But she was just a petty girl indeed,
who was the dream killer if you ask, it was her own father you see.
Half brained and foolish, believed that the whole world was inferior to him.
Arrogant and ignorant mind you, he would only believe in what he saw,
Didn't care about the poor girls dreams, just objected to her every request.
Heartbroken and empty, god knows how many nights she cried herself to sleep,
Only hoping to be a part of that little trip that she never could be.
All she had was hopeless dreams misleading her to emptiness and grief.
And hopes that she could runaway and one day be free.
