Clinging To A Dream

There are moments

Of utter futility

Where thoughts fester 

Like boils on my life

And there are moments of 

Respectability 

That cut me like a knife

There are moments where 

Sense is lost

Waiting to be found

There are moments where

Seas are tossed 

Among winds that do abound

But I am clinging to a dream

Fashioned in my life

I am clinging to a dream

That everything will be alright

I am clinging to a dream

That happiness will be found

I am clinging to a dream

That everything will be sound

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by Bill Ferguson

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