Aa

Everyone thinks it's the liver
Witnesses see the legs are first to go
Hence we found you buckled
In the middle of that road
Oh you claimed the cause was seizure
Futile was the lie
The grime and smell conceding
That it was the way of life

Oh you said you're 46
I hope that isn't true
My uncle made just 50
Living much the way you do
Though they had special homes in Cricklewood
In the end it didn't do much good
My Mother still prays for him
Dead nine years this June

And I wonder
Where did your dreams go?
Where did your dreams go?
Where did your dreams go?
I couldn't see them with you
In the middle of that road

As we waited on the ambulance
You confessed the truth
Alcohol's my problem dear
I won't lie to you
And mentioning a lady
Who passed just five weeks ago
The tears streamed down your cheeks
You wept
It hurts more than you can know

And she was only 34
Your partner, by your side
I guess the risk of living for Oblivion is that
One day
Oblivion may oblige

And I wonder
Where did her dreams go?
Where did her dreams go?
Where did her dreams go?
Did she carry them with her
To the end of that road?

Where are you in the world?
Who sees you here?
As each and everyone passes you by
In apathy or fear
Fear of the contamination
By your world, of theirs
How delicate must be our existence on the Earth?

Where are you in the world?
What child dreamt of this?
Is the end to be a tragedy
Or an escape into bliss?
Shall the end be bereaved or considered
A silent removal of the waste?

And I wonder
Where did your dreams go?
Where did your dreams go?
Where did your dreams go?
Will you carry them with you
To the end of that road?



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Writer(s): Maryann Mcdonnell
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