Sunday, January 4, 2009

I Dreamed a Dream


This is from one of my favorite plays Les Miserables. I would love to see it again. Sometimes having this illness feels like this:

There was a time when men were kind,
And their voices were soft,
And their words inviting.
There was a time when love was blind,
And the world was a song,
And the song was exciting.
There was a time when it all went wrong...

I dreamed a dream in time gone by,
When hope was high and life, worth living.
I dreamed that love would never die,
I dreamed that God would be forgiving.
Then I was young and unafraid,
And dreams were made and used and wasted.
There was no ransom to be paid,
No song unsung, no wine, untasted.

But the tigers come at night,
With their voices soft as thunder,
As they tear your hope apart,
And they turn your dream to shame.

He slept a summer by my side,
He filled my days with endless wonder...
He took my childhood in his stride,
But he was gone when autumn came!

And still I dream he'll come to me,
That we will live the years together,
But there are dreams that cannot be,
And there are storms we cannot weather!

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living,
So different now from what it seemed...
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed...

3 comments:

Pris said...

You've chosen one of my favorite songs. I saw Les Miserables in the eighties before CFIDS and when I could still play the piano. Not only did I buy the CD from it (it may have been a cassette then), I bought the piano music and played songs from it constantly. One of the most moving musicals I've seen. Thanks for posting the words.

cfswarrior said...

Hi Pris-

I'd love to play the music from this play. It's so rich. It was the most moving musical I've seen. I'm glad I got to see it before getting hit with this illness. I liked it so much I saw it 3 times and bought the CD. I hear it's on DVD but it just wouldn't be the same.

Anonymous said...

Oh my goodness. I saw Les Mis as a high school senior in 1990 and immediately had to have the soundtrack. That is my favorite song and has always, always touched me. I remember tears streaming down my face during this part of the production. What an incredible song. I've never met anyone else who cared for it!

My other soul-stirring song is the original version of "Climb Ev'ry Mountain" sung by the nun on the Sound of Music soundtrack. If that songs comes up on my ipod, I am instantly moved to tears. This reaction has only occurred since becoming ill. She really belts it out and makes you feel like "hell yes--someday I WILL climb that mountain"!!! Even if today it's only an ant hill!!

Really, look at us, this is hell and we are misunderstood and shunned by even those whose once loved us. If anything, we are the ultimate survivors. I think you noted before: This is not an illness for sissies. We mentally go places and experience things that the overwhelming majority of people could never grasp. Funny (and maybe warped) way of looking at it...but truly...in certain ways we kick ass.

GKT