Nothing But a Dream

One of the things that goes along with advising Student Council at my school is orchestrating the annual Talent Show. For the past four years, that’s included performing as the first act — largely because I badger my fellow faculty into performing, and I feel I should ask them to do something I’m not willing. Also, because secretly I am a ham. The song is always something of my own writing and always a capella, because I don’t know anything about playing instruments or writing music for them. I like this because it gives me a chance to demonstrate that I am every bit not a singer as I am not a songwriter. 🙂 This year’s offering was called “Nothing But a Dream”. Because I have no shame I’m including a Quicktime movie of it as well.


“Nothing But a Dream”
I lost a game I didn’t know I played
I chose to go when I should have stayed
I can’t quite say why I was afraid
But whatever it was, I still fear it.
I’m all alone in the madding crowd
And I want to cry but that’s not allowed
My tears are soft but my pain is loud
Though it was only you who could hear it


Life is nothing but a dream
I drift along the stream
And never make it back to your shore.
I wait, lying by the track
That train’s never coming back
You’re never coming round any more.

Now the calendar sheds another page
And this weary world sheds another age
And if it’s better off, well it’s hard to gauge
But from where I stand, it doesn’t feel it
I’m older now but I’m not so wise
I don’t want to see but can’t close my eyes
I’ve lost the truth behind the lies
And I always needed you to reveal it


Life is nothing but a dream
I drift along the stream
And never make it back to your shore.
I wait, lying by the track
That train’s never coming back
You’re never coming round any more.

It was over long before it had begun
I’m standing still but I’m on the run
I can’t escape what I haven’t done
But I still needed you to forgive it
Where I head is not where I go
What I reap is not what I sow
The live I lead is not one I know
There’s nothing left for me but to live it.

This entry was posted in music, personal, teaching and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.