War of Dreams

War-LacingEm’s mom said, “I have something I want to say to you.” She began, “I want to tell you about my dream about the future.” She said that she wants us to live in her house when she is gone. Em thought about it for a moment and thanked her for sharing it with him. Then to respect her hopes, but retain honesty, he said, “Mom . . . you just never know.”

It was a “war of dreams.” What she wanted and what Em wants are totally different, and in conflict—both cannot happen.

Parents often have dreams for their children that are far different than what the kids see. Typically, a dream of this sort is about the children being extensions of the parents. They aren’t perceived as independent beings with their own hopes and dreams. They are just a next generation—a continuation of what is already started.

Lyrics

Gone are the simple times
Made up of hopes for the taking
Butterfly visions for chasing
Captured and held
Drying their wings in the sun
Then taking flightHer dreams are so different than mine
Yet somehow I figure in all hers
She thinks that I want to chase them
Instead of my own
Seems that we have a war of dreams
Neither giving in

I imagine myself as free
Each day bringing surprise to me
Enthralled with the unexpected
Offering a new course at every turn

She imagines me coming home
Picking up just where she leaves off
Stepping into her daily life there
Disregarding the one that I’ve made
My dreams set aside

So we have dreams at odds
And you can see my dilemma
Tell me whose heart do I follow
Hers or my own
How can our dreams become one

Return to simple times

credits

From Masterpiece, track released 01 February 2010
Cheryl Martlage – Lyrics and vocals
Emerson Martlage – Music, guitar and vocals
Mr Toad’s San Francisco – Mastering