Life’s a dream
A dream that has no beginning
A dream that has no ending
A dream where there’s no winning
For it is so demanding
At times I wish this dream would end
For there are times the heart can’t mend
When hearts get lonely
Slaughter’s dreary
Life is weary
Love is scary
Only then I will awake to see the dream goes on
And all that’s special in my life is gone
Then I’ll agree for it seems
All the people form a team
The thing that I have called a dream
Has somehow made this world a stream
Written between 1987-88
MBM-Tine Brice
Martine Brice 