I had a dream. I was with my father.
He was his old. Soft beautiful self.
We took a walk. Two of us together.
I was walking fast. He was moving slow.
I had a Dream. Strange Beautiful Dream
I had a Dream. Strange Beautiful Dream
With a small crowd. Of family and strangers
We looked around. For an open chair.
He held me close. He held me softly.
And then he spoke. These words to me.
He said. I had a dream. Strange beautiful dream
I had a dream. Strange Beautiful dream.